The first thing I noticed was the silence.
Not ordinary silence.
The kind that made me aware of my own breathing.
Behind us, the sounds of the battle had faded into the distance. The enemy was still outside, but somehow, none of it could reach us here.
The temple felt separated from the world.
As though time itself had stopped at its entrance.
I stood in the middle of the vast stone hall and looked around.
Kael was the first to speak.
"Stay close."
I almost smiled.
"You say that every time."
"And you ignore me every time."
"Not always."
His eyes softened.
"Most times."
Damian walked several steps ahead of us.
He was studying the walls.
"There's writing."
I followed him.
At first, I saw nothing but cracks and dust.
Then the silver light from the carvings shifted.
Words
