Associated Gallery Posts in The City of Lights

((The night was so dark that the exploration team had been struggling to get through the brush – slapping themselves in the faces with ferns and stumbling around in the pitch-black. You couldn't have told the tsabhua from the kukuri, their forms all-black down to only their voices and blinking eyes. All until a bright light had filtered through the distance. "This way," March Hare had breathed,...