Hidden Pond

The tunnel was short, but dark enough to make us grip our torches tightly.When we emerged into the cavern, the silence struck us like a blow.A wide pond occupied almost the entire space, its surface a crystal-clear blue.“This doesn’t look too bad, we could camp here,” said Kursk, already putting down his pack.But Silk pointed to the damp shores: fresh tracks, too many of them—and none belonging to a man.