Chapter 50: Lone temple(4)
There, on the wall, drawn in the middle of the relatively high door there was the very same figure that had previously stood there, but it seemed much more ancient then before, actually the whole painting had turned older, albeit that this illustrations was still much, much older.
It stood in the same position and was surrounded by the same pattern as before, but now the cycle seemed to be more intricate, it was the same but made more sense to him, he could see fingers, albeit crudely illustrated and disproportional to the rest of the illustrations body.
The singular figure stood alone, around it there was practically nothing for a radius of about a dozen inches, but after that there were countless figures, there was a seemingly beautiful with blackened out eyes that seemed to stand for her being blind, she seemed to wear a cold, iron sword around her waist as well, but this was just one of countless different depictions, there was a winged man with a body language that seemed to show that he was lost, there was a being that was drawn with colours that Cades had never even heard of, a being that seemed to grin with a crudely drawn smile within the illustration.
As he continued slowly walking even closer than he had already been moments before, which was very close to the painting already, he didn't even notice that the silver he was walking through had slowly turned into a cold, soothing liquid.
And finally he saw something that he had somehow not been able to see up until now.
There were four beings depicted on there.
Each of them about as big as the illustration of the giant king on one of the other walls, there was a gigantic being with a witches hat on top of her and horrendous strings of hair clinging down her hair, the fingers that normally consisted of three parts consisted of five, extremely long and thin parts and she had a ring on one of the fingers, a ring with a sharp end that seemed to have a gem on the end that was near the fingernails that seemed to be curved inwards and ready to rip enemies apart.
The figure had a long, flowing dress illustrated using thousands of different lines, never a full colouring though.
That was the seemingly humongous illustration that stood to the right side of the central, much smaller, illustration.
On the right there was a being that looked as if it had a blindfold and a long, fitted hat out of which there was nothing but darkness streaming down its face.
It was depicted wearing a long, flowing cloak that was covering its whole body and had a good choice in colour scheme overall, but above its hat there was something that resembled an hole that was bleeding darkness instead of exuding golden light as they were normally depicted.
Other than that it was rather simple.