There was a constant drip of water from the ceiling of the cave, lightly coming down like a calmed rain. It made traversing the eroded bridge a cautious endeavor as the bumpy stone was laid slick from the moisture.
"I've never been in a mountain before…Well, this is my first time around one at all, really," Charlotte admitted, correcting herself.
"I don't think it was a common thing to do," Finn said while taking slow steps, looking around at the glistening cavern.
It wasn't as though it smelled repulsive, though the scent of salt was thick in the old air. Careful strides led him halfway across the eroded bridge, with each step taken by each of them echoing through the cavern.
"Don't look down. Don't look down," Jasper repeated to himself in a singsong tune.
"Repeating it won't make it any easier—it's distracting me, even," Magnus remarked from the back.
"You don't have to listen, mate. Close those ears up," Jasper responded.
