Peacock Chamber Time: 1:47 pm
You came to Livadhia as a pilgrim, looking for Trophonius, for gods and lights. A private consultation.
No luck: the Blue Guide is vague; the man on the street doesn't know what you're talking about; and when you tried the periptero where the bus from Athens comes to its lurching halt, the owner tried to sell you tickets to the Pythia. "Just eight thousand drachs and no waiting in line!"
As if the sort of advice you'd get at Delphi would help. It's all a franchise now.
So you set off on your own. It seemed hopeless, and perhaps it was. But one mis-step in the thigh-deep leaves, and you ended here...
An Interactive Demonstration. Copyright 2000 by Emily Short
Release 1 / Serial number 000208 / Inform v6.15 Library 6/7
A deep chamber walled in rock. Light descends steeply from the oculus above, leaving a spot of elliptical brilliance on the dusty ground. The walls are panelled, to a height just level with the knee: emerald, sapphire, ovals of amethyst, shadowed and dull.
There are two exits: one ceremonial, the vast lintel capped with a triangle of empty space, which leads south; the other low and secretive, leading east.
On the altar is a pair of pinking shears.
A heavy metal box has been shoved up against the wall, almost out of sight.
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