Click, Click, Click. Sweat streamed down Akasha’s face, slender fingers working the lock. The dungeon was humid reeking of mildew. Faint footfalls grew closer; her heart raced. Suddenly the chest blinked. Chests weren’t suppose to blink, were they?. A wide toothy mouth appeared with a long purple tongue, with a slurping sound Akasha was gone.
quoTeaser - The DeepSong Universe
A short teaser into the latest project I am working on.