Re: [ The Spiraling City, King's Year 197, midautumn ]
Further!
[Loops an arm around his waist, pulling him up the last few inches.
Turns out, it's not really a crawl space at all . . . at least, not of the ordinary kind. Instead, he can see the space on the other side of the wall—space filled with gears and coils of all sizes, each attached to parts of the hall and the rooms beyond.]