Inktober 2024 - 3 - Boots
When Remor had first told Hedra what his plan was, she had thought he was insane, that living underground had finally gotten to him. It happens sometimes. No longer able to stand the dampness, or the semi-darkness, or the risk of cave-ins, some people just snap, despite the fact that this is all they have ever known. But Remor had seemed serious. More than that, he had had valid arguments to support his claim. When she had challenged him, he had produced a multitude of schematics riddled with elaborate equations which, upon examination, had checked out. So, she had trusted him. Since the plan needed a very specific opportunity to be set in motion, they had not bothered with attempting to rally people to their cause. They could afford to take the time to put everything in place themselves. If it worked, then they could recruit helpers for the next round. After labouring almost tirelessly for months, they finally have everything ready. Including the right conditions. What they needed ...