OK, trochu uspech, mycelialni lazen podle "ta scena s houbou", trochu jsem musel zcenzurovat.
create image illustrating this scene. Lucas is ostré rysy and slim, Kaméle is also slim, dark petroleum blue skin, she's an alien. She has large flappy ears. They are together in mycelial bath.
"Instead of the morning light of Earth, here is the heat of an Össian night: stifling warmth in a mycelial bath, which he accompanies her to. 'You don't have to do this, Lükeas Lusi,' she whispers to him as they undress; these are our customs, not yours; but he just shakes his head and is the first to squeeze through the narrow entrance. He doesn't want to show her that he's scared and lacks information... and that he actually has no idea what awaits him here.
The mycelial bath is a tiny, circular room with a rounded ceiling, a cavity in the grown rock. The walls are lined with strips of nutrient substrate. Macroscopic fungal fruiting bodies growing from them have curved stems, they look like candles, because their stiff, clenched caps phosphoresce in the dark; and that sounds better! The ceiling is so low that only directly in the center could a person at least get on their knees. If it were a person with claustrophobia, they would probably go mad on the spot. If he weren't a realist, he would hit himself in the head. And so Lucas and Kamël pragmatically remain lying on the floor. They sink up to their shoulders into the flexible, dewy slime of the mycelium. A single movement is enough... and they are together and in each other. They plunge into drifts of soft organic matter.
No, this is not the Pentad; it is far from anything related to danger or the desire for power. This is pure bliss. The substances with which the mycelium is imbued multiply physical sensations.. Lucas scoops up the slime in his palms and rubs it into Kamëla's skin. Kamëlë breathes sharply and eagerly reaches for him; but then shakes her head and pulls him off her.