The cave was dark as it had been
before. The two lanterns hung as they
had before and the two old men still hammered away at the carvings. Robert smiled as he took a lantern out from
within his cloak and pulled a stick out with it. He found a groove in the rock floor and jammed the stick in. When he was sure that the stick was stable
enough, he hung the lantern from it and lit the oil within.
Robert reached back into his cloak and
pulled out the glowrock. Immediately,
the entire cave lit up. Robert looked
from side to side and realized that the rock that the cave was in was very
reflective. He took the glowrock to the
middle of the cave and, using a hammer that he also carried in his cloak, he
pounded the glowrock into the cave's floor. The walls were still lit and the two old men seemed uninterested in that
fact.
Robert returned to the right side of the
cave. He reached into his cloak and
produced the only other thing he carried with him, a chisel. He raised it to the wall and hit it with the
hammer, knocking a chunk of rock to the floor. He continued to do so until he realized that the two old men stood
behind him watching. He turned to them,
"Hello," he said.
"What are you carving?" asked the man on the
left.
Robert thought for a moment before
answering, "Well," he said, pausing, "You're carving this," he gestured
straight across the cave to one statue, "and you're carving that," he gestured
to his right at the other carving, "I guess that mean's I'm carving the only
thing left for me to carveā¦"
The two men looked expectantly at Robert,
unsure of what he meant by this comment, but they didn't have to wait long
before Robert finished what he was saying:
"I'm carving everything else."
