The Three Things Wise Men FearSoft footsteps padded across the shadow-laden cavern, the walls obscured in gloom as the Captain of the Royal Guard made his daily sweep, starting as was appropriate at the small patch of golden flowers just beneath the gaping hole in the ground high above. Metal armor jingled slightly as he stepped to the edge of the flowerbed, lifting an arm to shade his eye sockets from the bright sunlight pouring in through that gap.
It was the closest Papyrus ever got to seeing the surface.
Turning his gaze away from the warm sunlight, he glanced down at the flora before him, expression turning thoughtful as he noticed that several of the blooms were missing petals, like they had been trampled or landed on. He knelt lightly in the loam, gloved fingers combing through the stems and blossoms to further examine the damage. “Hmm…” It was definitely quite recent, and while the guardsman couldn’t rule out simple accident from one of the denizens in the Ruins, it merited further i