the baths
Rock wrote:"I must admit I am... somewhat claustrophobic, Monsieur," Everline says, backing up a step at the sight of the glittering cave walls. "Should you be capable of illuminating the next room in its entirety, I would be content to watch from the doorway for now. I ask for your understanding."
Certainly, Everline's breath is coming a little fast and her colour has faded. The hands clenched in her skirts could just as easily be a nervous gesture as what she is actually doing, to wit, seizing the hidden wands.
''Ah, I am surprised! I would have guessed that you liked these close, shadowy spaces. You seemed so excited by my cellars. Perhaps it was something else? "
Denys chuckles, and then retreats into the shadowy cavern.
A moment later, a second oil lamp flickers to life and dispels
most of the gloom. The changing room is a cavern about half the size of the antechamber. The floor has been levelled and improved, but the ceiling is festooned with stalactites. Mineral deposits glisten on the living stone walls.
Benches are arranged about the chamber. Curtained alcoves line the walls.
Denys waves his hand at the far end of the cave, where thick shadows pool and shift like ocean waters on a rocky beach. As Everline's eyes adjust to the change in light, she can make out a gloomy corridor.
''The waters await us. Please do come and see. I would hate for your readers to miss out on a first-hand description of what lies beyond."
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
-from Moby Dick (Hermann Melville)