The burly man lumbered through arch after arch, each formed from flawless white marble still locally mined. The walls were exquisitely carved with scenes of the gods and goddesses and famous battles, all prominently featuring, of course, the victors.

The walls suddenly became the roughly carved stone from the hill it had been carved into. The manner of construction moderated the internal temperature, insulating it from the broiling Mediterranean summer.

Soon he found himself in a familiar room, smallish, with only the single entrance. There was a crude stone table in the corner on which he deposited a fragrant wooden chest. Light from several oil lamps on the wall guttered feebly, casting deep shadows behind the man and the wooden structure across the room.

Two slender men silently entered. They were similar in build, being somewhat androgynous of feature, thin of body with no hair on arms, chest, legs, or face, and garbed in simple homespun strips barely covering th...

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