The Mountains of Eternal Night: Chapter 73 - Echoes from the Forgotten Shrine

Описание: The team revisits the cavern model, now under continuous surveillance, and debates a perilous descent into hidden fissures. Fatty and Katy clash over whether to chase two mysterious figures or press onward, while the narrator questions the motives behind their choices. A silent flight carries them to a crumbling mountaintop shrine, where a primitive mud statue and faded reliefs hint at an ancient god born from mass death. As the wind rattles lanterns, the group must decide if they will risk the treacherous ladder and awaken the long‑sleeping legend.

The sun had barely risen when the crew gathered around a flickering miniature replica of the cavern, its dim glow casting long shadows on tired faces.

A 24‑hour camera had been lowered into the real cave weeks earlier, yet nothing surfaced—no movement, no sound.

Fatty muttered that the two missing members must have slipped into the unseen fissures, urging the group to feel their way down, because eyes alone could not find what lay hidden.

Fatty cradled his coffee like a lifeline, while Katy spread a weathered map across the table and outlined a daring rope descent, a lift platform, and a mule to haul equipment.

She insisted the plan must go ahead, arguing that the missing pair were not ordinary and could solve their own problems.

The narrator sensed the weight of her authority, especially when she offered the narrator a choice to stay behind with Fatty instead of risking another plunge.

High above the crumbling mountaintop sanctuary, the aircraft glided in silence, its engines a low hum against the wind.

The ruined shrine, barely a hundred square meters, clung to a sheer cliff, its roof a tattered canopy over a stone‑carved cave.

Inside, a mud‑formed idol—now a blunt, featureless club—sat on bluish bricks, while faded reliefs whispered of a deity forged during a time of massive death.

Legends spoken by locals spoke of a monster risen from the earth, then pacified by imperial hands, yet the details had long since eroded.

Hidden among the broken tiles and swaying lanterns, a question lingered like the cold draft: will the team brave the narrow ladder and breach the silent temple’s inner chamber, or will they retreat, leaving the ancient mystery sealed forever?

The decision could summon forces beyond their control, and the answer hangs in the balance of the next breath.

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