![]() The rock curved inward over our heads, but it never closed. The dim light came from a single bright pinpoint source overhead. Somewhere a running stream made a bright, happy gurgling sound. We lay on our backs on the smooth rock, panting. The Devil's hooves still loomed over us, big enough to stamp a city flat. ![]() The climb seemed endless, but it ended, not in ice but in an echoing grotto of gray rock, dimly lit. ![]() I hadn't really expected one.īenito worked his way around until his feet pointed at me, and kept climbing. No quantum black hole crushed and swallowed me. There was a point where I must have weighed tons, and all of it pushing inward toward my navel. It would have been big enough to hide a battleship. ![]() There was three feet of empty space all around the enormous waist.Īnd no navel. Partway down, tho, gravity (or perspective. He didn't he climbed DOWN Satan initially to reach the grotto, then climbed up the cliff to reach Purgatory. ![]()
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