Amara’s senses flickered back into focus with a sharp, biting clarity, like a sudden splash of cold water. She was no longer falling into the abyss, but standing in an entirely different place. The ground beneath her feet felt solid—unnervingly solid—almost too stable for a place she couldn’t recognize. The air around her was thick, and heavy with a strange, almost oppressive stillness.
She looked around, trying to adjust, but all she could see was darkness. No stars, no sky, just an endless void that stretched around her in all directions. There was nothing. No light. No sound. No movement. The emptiness was suffocating, and yet there was a strange, palpable energy in the air, something that hummed just beneath the surface, pulling at her, urging her forward.
Amara’s heart thudded in he
