Deep inside a dark mountain, a coffin made of solid mountain rock lay undisturbed. The air was thick with the stillness of time, as if the cave itself had forgotten the world beyond. Spiders, long residents of the cavern, scurried across webs strung from one jagged wall to another, their movements the only signs of life. Dust had settled like a thick, ancient blanket over every surface, muffling even the softest sounds. The cave’s entrance, once open, was now sealed shut by centuries of overgrown greenery, blocking out any hint of sunlight. Not a single ray pierced the dense curtain of vines and moss, leaving the space cloaked in a perpetual, impenetrable darkness. The coffin remained motionless, untouched by the world outside, waiting.
A sudden tremble of the earth reverberated through t
