Treasure
Void
Claudius dragged his gaze away from the pictures reluctantly in time to see the chalk go rolling by. He followed one with his snout, appearing almost dog-like in his interest. Chalk, how unique! He would not have thought of chalk. It was far too moist down here, and no chalk ever survived the trip. Actually, would chalk survive on the wall?
He sniffed one of the pieces. The chalk dust tickled his nose, and he sneezed, sounding a bit like a broken pipe organ bellow. The piece of chalk went rolling back to Ingrid at a frantic pace like a lost pet.
He sniffed one of the pieces. The chalk dust tickled his nose, and he sneezed, sounding a bit like a broken pipe organ bellow. The piece of chalk went rolling back to Ingrid at a frantic pace like a lost pet.