Crystal Onyx Cave Ky Novels & Stories

levels. I didn't go to the training pits. Kaelen’s scent lingered there, and her discipline was too rigid for what I needed. I needed the raw, unpolished edge of the mountain. I descended past the living quarters, past the armory, and down into the Gravelight Caverns. These were the ancient mines where the first Southern tribes had extracted the moonstone, now abandoned and choked with a natural, volatile magmatic dust. The air here was thin and tasted of old copper. I found a ledge that overlooked a subterranean lake of liquid shadow—a mirror of the one I had shattered in the War Room.

Exotic fish is bursting colours seemed to beckon us deeper toward a narrow opening hidden in the rock wall. I pushed through first. The tunnel was not as tight, Uncle and the twins would have no problem diving in here. When we finally broke the surface, we weren’t in the lake anymore. We were inside a cavern. The walls were encrusted with raw moonstones, their iridescent surfaces giving off a soft light. At the center of the cave stood an altar of solid, polished moonstone. Resting upon it was an old, thick Book.It vibrated with a silvery, blinding energy that made the hair on my arms stand up.

"She deserves to know her heritage." As Arthur's memories returned, he recalled Agatha's words, spoken in a hushed tone, as they stood together in the forest. "If the crystal fails, and our daughter is lost, you must take our grandchild to the Black Tourmaline. It is hidden deep within the Heartstone Cave, where the ancient ones sleep. Only those with the purest of hearts and strongest of wills shall claim it."

I took a step back in surprise “You may enter now, Delilah,” Aunt Kala said. “She's waiting.” “Waiting?” I whispered, “but she’s asleep isn’t she?” I swallowed hard and stepped through the glowing doorway. The cave inside was huge, much bigger than I thought. The wall sparkled with crystals in all colors: blue, silver, gold, and purple. A gentle breeze flowed through the air, carrying in the sense of lavender and something warm like honey.

Craig explained. "Maybe someone followed them inside the estate and killed them after getting in," a guard said and I placed my palms on my waist, thinking. "Come with me," I said to Craig and I walked back to our car. I sat in the driver's seat and I started the car. As soon as Craig climbed in, I drove down the road at full speed. I drove us out of the estate and about 2 minutes later, I stopped the car and I climbed down. I looked around and saw there was a straight line of holes in the ground. This was where I buried the Kyanite Stones given to me by some witches I helped out a while ago. It warded off Rogues

“Where did you find it?” I blush. I can’t help it, not when he seems genuinely interested. People are rarely interested. “The lakeshore in Moonrise. They’re all over the place there.” “So this is your personal collection?” “Yeah. I…. It’s weird, but, yeah, I’ve collected a few rocks.” “There’s at least two hundred crystals and geodes in here.” He corrects me with a wry grin that deepens my blush. “Do you want to see my favorite?” I enthusiastically reach into the box, fingers grasping for the chunk of raw kyanite, but my bracelet snags on the pointed tip of a hunk of quartz.

“Thanks for what exactly?” ….. In an alleyway somewhere in the slums, closer to the Cyss Empire territory. A few figures were gathered, some stood up and some sat down. “So this is the crystal we’re looking for?” Asked a man who wore a tuxedo-like suit with a cape covering his shoulders and back. He held a picture in his hand. “Yes, it is located somewhere in Blackwood Mountain.” Said the elderly woman. “Where exactly?” “You are supposed to be professionals, right? I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”

Inside was a heart—shaped crystal, pink in color, extremely beautiful. "God. So beautiful!" Cassie picked it up and spread it out in her hands. The pink crystal was naturally transparent, and it was so beautiful that it could captivate one's heart. "This is a rare crystal I found in an ice cave in the Arctic. It was made into a necklace and it has your name on it."

He didn't know what awaited him at the end of the hall, but armed with a torch in one hand and a sword in the other, Lycus continued onward. In the interior of the cave, there was a lake filled with silvery white water. The water was so clear that Lycus could see the bottom of the lake. In the middle of the lake, there was an enormous crystal resembling a giant white heart. It seemed that the crystal was what made the lake water so believable and had strong energy. Around the Crystal were silver, green, red dragon Crystals at the bottom of the lake. The small Mana tree lived and grew rooted at the lake's bottom, with a few of its leaves rising above the water's surface.

She was strong and wicked smart. I left my office and walked down the black marble halls of the Onyx packhouse. It was mid-July and sweltering hot outside, but the cool marble of the hallways kept the pack house temperate. I walked outside to the back of the house and looked over the small glacial lake that guarded our northern border. Onyx was based up at the top of Silverthorne Mountain in the northern coastal mountains of British Columbia. There was a snowpack at the top of the peak that remained all seasons, and the lake was frozen over the majority of the year. However, from June to August the blistering heat melted the lake and made the alpine wildflowers bloom, turning the meadows int