Granite Cave Novels & Stories

“How do we inform Felixe about our whereabouts? I’m sure he’s searching for me and Ebony. I’m not sure he knows about your disappearance, Lyra. Leandros would never inform him or seek his help.” It was true, and we faced a dead end now. “We have to find a way out of here.” He felt the cave walls to seek a weak spot to chip. What if we could dig a tunnel for ourselves? “The cave’s deep, formed of layers of sedimentary and volcanic rocks. We have to look for an eroded portion of the cave.” There was a little crack in the corner from where light trickled in. Uncle Derrick’s glance went towards it. “I have a knife for self-defense but they tied me up and I couldn’t use it,” said Granny, taking o

Luna felt a sense of awe and gratitude for being able to witness such natural wonders. Luna's exploration of Guilin's cultural heritage led her to the Reed Flute Cave, an underground wonderland filled with a myriad of stalactites and stalagmites. Illuminated by multicolored lights, the cave transformed into a magical realm, revealing mesmerizing formations that resembled mythical creatures and landscapes. Luna's imagination soared as she ventured deeper into the cave, captivated by the intricate beauty that lay hidden beneath the surface.

I tried to stop her but she continues as if she didn't hear me so I hurriedly followed her. As we get closer to the monster's location the temperature increases as if we are heading to the pits of hell. I'm starting to understand why this part of the cave is dry because everything evaporates and transforms into steam due to the hot temperature. We continue to walk until we finally reached the center of the cave. There is a massive hole that is formed by the collapse of porous limestone bedrock. It is commonly named cenotes and according to the ancient Mayans, they are also known as the sacred well. It is a perfect hot spring if you ask me except for the ferocious beast bathing in it.

From my normal vision my eyes went to the upper part of the cave tunnel. "A STONE!" I shout. We stopped at once. It’s amethyst, the color is freaking amethyst — incant be mistaken, I know it belongs to the gemstones with high scores. "Let's get it!" Nathalia shouted, just as she jumped to pick it up, the ground we were standing on cracked and the rocks in the tunnel fell. "The cave is about to collapse we need to get out!" Corinthians shouted.

Rats and bats are most likely the culprits, to some extent, and the rest comes from the chemical reactions from mineral deposits. I decided to search for a dryer land with better natural light. I walked for what seemed like hours, climbing, crawling, tiptoeing, and sliding into different sections of the cave. Exhaustion started to kick in when I found an opening. I walked a little further and found a plantation of aconite plants at the end of the cave, Wolfsbane.

But maybe Enchantress caught its trail because her familiar soon lurched forward and followed whatever she was seeing. And them whomp ! They entered an underground cave , its granite walls faded away with the trickles of water . The moisture and walls fused together , so well that they made the cave look like centuries old . The cave had no inhabitants , even beasts seemed to stray clear of it . Looks like they were smarter than them . Chelsea clutched Enchantress fur , they walked deeper through the openings that resembled archways . Their footsteps resounding , echoing around the cave , Cracks lined the top of the cave and Chelsea feared a landslide .

Jamie and Callan brought up the rear, their contrasting energies—one nervous, the other calm—adding a fragile balance to the group. They turned a corner and entered a wider section of the ravine. The air seemed to shift, colder and heavier, as they approached a strange structure embedded into the rock wall. It was a monolith, similar to the ones they had encountered earlier, but this one was cracked and pulsing with an unstable light. The symbols carved into its surface flickered erratically, as though caught in a struggle. “What is that?” Jamie asked, his voice low. Crane stepped closer, his resonance map glowing faintly in response. “It’s connected to the fractures. The energy here is... c

Alright now… let’s see what we have here… the dominating geography is flat, there is a hill here and there but the forest sure is a plain… there's a ravine at the northwest and a mountain chain at the northeast all the way to the southeast… a waterfall that comes from the mountain chain and flows all the way to the center of the forest forming a river and a lake…the biggest and highest hill is close to that lake, the side that faces the pond, a cave entrance is in there… I suspect that this so-called “crimson something” hideout is that cave… the ravine is more likely the location of the junk stones I am searching for… Alright… Here is the plan! I’ll send the [Stealth type] of familiars which

“Not until we find their bodies.” I close my eyes and turn back to the cairn situated in the center of an area of scorched earth. This is where the pack house of Granite Rise once stood. Hundreds of rocks of varying sizes and shapes make up a great mound that is as tall as my chest. I place the little white rock atop its peak. A memory of Gemma flutters through my mind as I blink back tears. I need three more rocks.

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.