The forest began to open, and there it was: the Pillar. It was far more imposing than any of us had imagined. It loomed like a dark giant in the middle of a clearing bathed in a dim, surreal light. Its surface was covered in carvings etched deep into the stone—lines and symbols that seemed to move as if they were alive. It was hard to determine whether the Pillar was a construction or a living being.
"It's enormous," murmured Rhea, cautiously stepping closer. Her voice carried a mix of awe and fear. "And those carvings... they seem to shift when you look at them."
"Does anyone else feel like this isn't just a rock?" Liam asked, glancing around the clearing as though expecting something to rush at us.
"This isn't a mere Pillar," said Senua, her voice tinged with a reverence she hadn't sh
