Traveling through the Warrens was always an adventure in itself.  Snaking around to the Spiral, they walked down a couple of turns and then went back into the tunnels.  Finally, they came to a walkway overlooking the Dawn Shaft.  A number of levels below, the park was reasonably full, the cries of many children echoing up from the floor of the Shaft.  They moved around past the Shaft, and a little ways beyond.  In the wall of the passage ahead were a set of double doors with a carved wooden sign posted to the side, reading âLeetahâs.â  The sound of merry music filtered through the closed doors, soft enough so as it didnât fill the passageway, but the area was quiet enough already, it could be heard a few yards away.<br/><br/>They had arrived