His steps echoed in the enormous cavern. The chilling wind cut through his skin like a shower of knives, but he gritted his teeth and kept going. With every step he could feel the tyrant’s desperation growing stronger and stronger.
Write about this picture above. It can be just descriptive, or you can show events happening in there. You may, but don’t have to, quote my little scribbling. Photo by Nagare-Boshi.