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The commotion that early morning woke up the Shellmounts.
“What’s with the fuss?”
“One of the lions suddenly started roaring, Lime.”
“I heard something ominous coming from the mines...”
Tens of thousands of snails crawled out of their windows from tall, mushroom-like buildings, regardless if they were light sleepers or not. The mucus they left behind covered the walls.
“Is it just a commotion? Or a rebellion?”
“It’s a rebellion!”
“Blow the pipes!”
“Lime, let’s awaken our ancestors’ spirits!”
The snails continued crawling up the walls, hitting themselves to wake up properly.
The first snail to reach the top of the wall blew their hornpipe, which was made out of a dead snail’s shell. The Shellmounts used the shells left behind by their dead kin as pipes[1] to create long, disturbing sounds.
Soon, the other snails also reached the top of their buildings and blew their respective hornpipes, which made similar sounds
The underground city was like an organ. Each building became a pipe, their harmonious melody echoing throughout the city and drowning out the goblins’...
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