Shorrah then headed deeper into the cavern.  They went around turns and bends in the dark passageways, stumbling over unseen pebbles and rocks.  Faint familiar sounds rushed passed their ears, carried along by the barely perceptable cool breeze.  Suddenly they entered a large chamber, surrounding an enormous shoulder of ice.  Looking up, the silenced group watched in awe as spirit ancestors from a time forgotton, frolicked on the the edge of the ice cliff, lining up for their chance to dive into the chilling waters below.  One of the apparent leaders turned to the group below and beckoned an invitation to join them.

accepting an invitation

"Right on" exclaimed Krik and quickly peeled off his tee shirt and started climbing to the top of the cliff.  The others enthusiastically followed and scrambled to the top.  The spirits, in a gesture of hospitality, allowed the new visitors to go to the head of the line and have the opportunity to experience something that would be remembered for all time.  Each ran to the edge of the cliff, then sailed for what seemed an eternity in space, diving into the coolest most soothing waters they have ever known.