C1424 A Hundred Ways to Go
The Wintermaw, shaped like a well, hovered above the pit without descending.
It didn't pierce into the depths to sift through the mixed psionic powers within, nor did it clear the so-called obstructions with the might of the Wintermaw.
Only a radiant silver light emanated from the Wintermaw, spilling into one of the seven pits.
Crackle!
In the depths of the pit, a tiny flame sparked to life
