I stood up and tossed the unconscious Sarithi over my shoulder. Illiria and I finished our jaunt up to the crypt in blissful silence. The structure was even more impressive up close. It had to be at least a thousand feet in height and a full city block square at the base. The exterior of the thing was covered in windows. But not in the conventional way by any means. Near ground level the windows were narrow high and arched. The level above that was scenic stain glass murals depicting gods, demons and horrors best left to the dark twisted dreaming of the insane. Each level above that was yet another style of glass and art to dazzle the eye. This wasn't just a crypt it was a celebration of light, the sun and myriad cultures from a thousand scattered worlds.
My burden was beginning to wiggle as she woke up. I gave her a good slap on the ass to quiet her as I set her down on her feet. The bruise on the side of her head was darkening nicely. Once she was on her feet she spun around to face us and boy was she pissed.
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