zethia
She brushed her fingertips along the walls like railings,
her feet moving fast from bridge to bridge, over the slick waters
that parted like crowds. Below her, vast caverns yawned, their
depths damp and comforting; below those, the multitudes of eyes
watched and whimpered busy whimpers. The surface dwellers might
have had skyscrapers, but below, they had just as grand a
kingdom.