Excerpt: Qubrot's Folly: The Undead Amish Chronicles Continue

Deep underground, Qubrot strolled alongside one of the thick black pools. A rich cornucopia a cave crops grew around the edges. There were ferns and fleshy cactus-like plants. Multicolored mosses and fungii. Big bulbous pods striped in grey and brown that teemed with centipedes, salamanders, and crazy-many-legged creatures that devoured its bark like the flesh of a corpse. Long spiny stems with a single wide leaf stretching up like a hand towards the heavens. Looking up, there were even orange plants that grew downward out of the walls with many anchors that held out a wide sail of a leaf. Light was very dim in the cavern, and it eminated from swirling forms just above the black pools. The swirling glowing creatures were known to all the subsurface groups, and coveted for their life-sustaining energy in the land of darkness.