Chapter 88

I walked the empty walkways through the underground network of Druid homes. Green mushrooms lit my way.

I wandered my lonely way around with no particular destination in mind. My walk of shame home could be delayed for now. I was taking the scenic route.

Dirt crunched under foot, and a cool breeze gently caressed through the ear and tickled wafting strands of hair. Bats flew by overhead, creepy crawlers ran about in all directions.

Soft green glow lit the twists and turns of the path ahead. The Circle of Druid had no logic, but was a maze only by accident. Cyclical routes, redundant roads and narrow corridors.

It was almost like walking down a forest path. A shame there was no view of the stars in the choking blackness of the underground.

I cannot fathom why they built this place, but it was a marvel to experience.