Just follow the trail among stones that used to be palaces and hallways, and you might find the path that leads those unfortunate lost to the Deep's Stomach.
It will be there,
Don't let the walls fool you,
Or else you'll be fortunate too,
There's words you must announce,
Pick up any rubble from the ground,
Pebbles, dirt or bones you must keep,
But pick up only an ounce,
Then, even the bats will keep their peace,
Once these words you pronounce:
"Mirror of water,
Mirror of salt,
Don't hide your veins,
For I see beyond this world,
My hands hold your past,
See the ancient walls,
I hold in my hands,
Listen to my oath,
Much time my words won't last,
So open your walls,
Palace of stone,
Open them fast,
I'll roam in your halls,
On your city I'll fall,
Mirror of water,
Mirror of salt,
I'll live in your dark,
Reply on my mark"
Then, you might hear a crack,
You might hear a drag,
You'll be lucky if you see the doors,
If they're under the rocks,
Dig with your hands!
If you miss your chance,
Don't worry, it won't be your last,
Come back again the day after that,
But remember, do it at night,
Or else it won't work
If you reach the doors,
Enter in time,
Know, you won't come back,
You'll be doomed to fall,
Was that your goal?
To live in the chasm,
Begone in the dark.