Chapter 22 A Dangerous Path
Extract from ‘The Hidden Peoples’ by Solin D’Teinde.
To live and work beneath the earth. The sun a meaningless ball of fire, the seasons coming and going without my knowledge. The beauty of the stars lost to my eyes. My temperament and my culture as ridged and unmoving as the rock in which we made our home. Not a thought would I have for others, not a care for the world above, as long as precious gems and metals could be found by the works of my own hands and the sweat of my own brow.