Beneath the Moons
Zahra and Kael stepped into the hidden passage, the stone door closing silently behind them. The world above seemed a distant memory as they descended into the darkness, the only light coming from the pendant, now glowing with an intensity that matched the pulsing rhythm of Zahra’s heart. The air was thick with ancient magic, heavy with the scent of damp earth and forgotten time.
The passage stretched deep beneath the grove, winding through the very bones of the earth. The walls were carved with intricate patterns, symbols long since faded by the passage of centuries. But as they walked, the pendant flared brighter, and the symbols on the walls began to glow in response, as though recognizing the presence of the one who carried the key.
“This place… it’s alive,” Kael m
