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 The climb is not beyond you but you cannot tell how sound the stone may be along its full reach. It is not your first choice but you decide that it will be better to try and force a way through the flowing barrier.
Carefully you move towards the shimmering light, placing your hand upon its rippling surface and finding that it is warm to the touch but not harmful. When you are sure that it is safe you take a deep breath and plunge into its flowing energy. To your surprise the rushing stream is thick, more than two metres in depth and it takes a few moments to force a path through it. Like a heavy fluid it clings to your skin and only releases its hold on you once you have passed cleanly through.
Once upon the other side the exit stands open and beckoning. Without looking back you make for the threshold and find that it is the entrance to another wide staircase, one that descends even further into the mountain. As you peer into its shadowed depths you wonder if there is an end to the delvings in this place. With only a small hesitation you take to the stairs and begin your descent.
Again you find yourself on a long decline, the stairway a straight arrow inclined directly to the root of the mountain. In construction it is the same as that which you have passed through before but unlike the previous stairs there is no silvered reflections to give you light. Instead the stairway is bathed in a blue glow unlike anything you have seen before, and it ebbs and flows up the steps like a heartbeat pounding in the earth itself.
Upon the seemingly endless stairs you make your way, watching always for any sign that danger is near. Beyond all thoughts of your quest however, lay the resonating energy of what resides below. Each minute upon the stairs comes with a growing sensation of power, of an unfettered energy that crackles in the air and sends pulsing vibrations racing through the stone around you. Upon every footfall you feel its insistent force, and with every step the blue light increases.
Another hour passes as you descend the stairs and like the first great staircase they find an end as well. What you discover upon the staircase exit leaves you speechless.
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