Wild Storm
“Katie Comely did not have a degree in geology, like Professor Raynes did, but she had spent enough weeks down in the crypt where she had been working to know exactly what noise the floor made when you dropped something on it.
It was solid. Like a chunk. Like there was nothing but a few hundred feet of sand under it, and then bedrock under that, and then the Earth’s crust—all firm substances, all the way down to the molten core of the planet.
But that was not the timbre of the clanging t...hat resulted when she dropped her hammer. It was more of a thwok. Like there was a pocket of air behind it; a small chamber, perhaps, or some kind of opening that echoed.
The first time she heard it, she almost didn’t believe it. She assumed she had been underground too long and it was starting to play with her senses. So she picked up the hammer and dropped it again. Sure enough: thwok. She moved to another spot. Chunk. Back to the first spot.MoreLess
It was solid. Like a chunk. Like there was nothing but a few hundred feet of sand under it, and then bedrock under that, and then the Earth’s crust—all firm substances, all the way down to the molten core of the planet.
But that was not the timbre of the clanging t...hat resulted when she dropped her hammer. It was more of a thwok. Like there was a pocket of air behind it; a small chamber, perhaps, or some kind of opening that echoed.
The first time she heard it, she almost didn’t believe it. She assumed she had been underground too long and it was starting to play with her senses. So she picked up the hammer and dropped it again. Sure enough: thwok. She moved to another spot. Chunk. Back to the first spot.MoreLess
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