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Crystalline Shadows

Author: K. Lyn Leigh
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-08-31 22:00:00

Therrin’s POV

The air in the third chamber was different.

Cooler, quieter, and charged with something that seemed to hum against my skin. My boots scuffed over uneven stone as we stepped through the narrow passage, the faint glow from the second chamber fading behind us until the only light came from ahead.

And then… it opened up.

I froze, breath catching in my throat. The cavern’s ceiling arched high above, dripping with jagged teeth of rock that glittered faintly. Every surface—from the walls to the floor—was littered with crystals. Some as small as a fingertip, others as thick as my arm, sprouting in clusters like frozen flowers. The light from Ciaran’s faint shadow lantern brushed over them, scattering shards of reflected glow across the space until it looked like we were standing inside a star field.

I didn’t realize I’d taken a step forward until my fingers brushed the edge of one of the formations. Smooth. Cool. A little slick with
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