THE HEART OF AHE’EY
Sathian climbed Ka’alama until he reached the mouth of the cave. He looked down for a moment to enjoy the breathtaking landscape that unfolded beneath his feet. The atmosphere was surreal and magical. The cooler air from inside Sma’aragdus met the hot air from the surface and turned into clouds of mist that rose languidly above the lush forest thriving at the bottom of the cave. The turquoise river flowed from the crater at the top of the mountain between the trees and rocks of Sma’aragdus, emerging in Mu’urnu, a lagoon created by a second crater lower down in the mountain.
Sathian remembered the days he had spent with Angha swimming in the pure rivers of Sma’aragdus and watching the dragons that flew in every morning to Mu’urnu to drink from its pristine waters. The
