v) Out of the colours, an answer

Out of the colours, an answer.

A message, at least.

Gesturing eyes, the hint of hands.

There, the colours imply. That way.

The way Shyan has been leading them. She groans.

By the time of the pallid sunrise, they have reached a cavern.

They step inside, out of the wind. The cavern glows blue, reflecting its icy contents.

The cavern reaches into the depths of the earth.

Shyan, Fassn, Cang, and Abianarin rest.

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