The room lights up, bright as day. The lantern light is now perfectly steady, and the torchlight dances lively and warm over the walls. You can see everything in the room now -- the items lined up neatly on the shelves, all manner of strange and ordinary thing. Knives, silver fish, hats, teeth, glass stars, musket balls, dried flowers, bowls of liquid and sand, feathers...
Re: Under the Deep Water