Granite Cave Novels & Stories

I nodded my head and smiled at how happy he was. "Come, I want to show you our home," he said softly. I followed after him waving at his people who we passed. My eyes filled with the beauty of the huge amethyst open geodes that graced the cave's entrance. "This is our royal chamber or cave," Dregs announced. I saw the stalagmites and stalactites. I was smiling and didn't even realize it. We traveled lower and natural fluorescent lighting covered certain walls.

The Geography of the Karst "The mountain is hollow, Ethan," Aria whispered, her "Piercing Gray Eyes" fixed on the limestone bluffs. "It’s a natural 'Data-Void.' Even at the height of the 'Gilded Cage,' the 'New Geneva' satellites couldn't map the 'Sub-Surface' caves here. The limestone is too dense, the iron content too high. It’s a 'Logic-Blind' zone."

"The mountain. Look at the Great Peak." ​The highest mountain in the Northern range, a jagged spire known as the Titan’s Finger, was shifting. It did not merely crumble. It unfolded. Huge slabs of granite, some the size of the Citadel itself, tumbled down the cliffs. A massive, clawed hand made of living stone and pulsing purple veins punched through the crust of the Earth. It gripped the side of the ridge, shattering a forest of ancient pines into splinters with a single flex of its fingers.

When he passed through the door, the rock slowly moved and the hole closed again. The cave was not very dark because there were glowing stones embedded in the walls. He walked over and took a look. These stones were not luminous pearls, but ores of unknown origins. He walked slowly down the cave and suddenly heard a strange cry after walking several meters. "Goo... Goo..." It sounded like a frog's cry but was louder than an ox's roar. The echoes were deafening in the cave. At the same time, he felt uneasy and quickly stopped. Any treasure must be guarded by a spirit beast and this place was no exception.

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.

They wouldn't possibly put random symbols here, 'no? "Haaa, finally!" I breathed out, gasping some fresh air. Nasa labas na 'ko ng cave. At pagtingin ko rito'y hindi nga basta-bastang cave ito. May crystals sa itaas na part ng cave sa entrance, kulay itim at light blue, nakadikit ang mga ito at tila umiilaw.. "Ah! What the fuck-" Biglang kumirot ang ulo ko. "My sweetest darling... Don't ever leave Mom hmm?"

"The walls of the cave don't crumble. They don't shift when you touch them. That's how we know. And till today, we don't know why it happens. We only respect the secrets of the cave." "How long until the walls stop crumbling?" Kieran questioned. "A day or two, when the moon is completely full." Just as he finished speaking, the earth started to rumble. Kieran grabbed Gwendolyn's hand and pulled her backwards as the rocks of the crave collapsed and fell into a heap. A thick boulder dropped, blocking the entrance to the cave and making the earth shake. Gwendolyn was shocked. It happened exactly the way Harry explained it. "That's our cue." Kieran muttered and turned away. She realized he was u

The granite blocks were immense and had been carved from the crater itself, the pathway worn around the circumference made by the passage of thousands of feet and stones being dragged around the edge. Close up, Vanadine could see tool marks where the brown-red bedrock had been carved flat and realised the council’s chamber was inside, the room carved from the stone as well. Anger and raw hate welled in his chest at the thought they were just a few feet away but untouchable. Idiot! They’ll still be in bed sat this hour. Grinning at his own stupidity, Vanadine resumed his trek around the base of the citadel, heading for the area under the bridge.

Meanwhile, in the emperor's palace, Carzus was having his breakfast while running through some important documents when his aide came in and bowed. "Have you decided on what to do to the mining site?" Seviere asked while pouring tea for the emperor. The mining site that Seviere was talking about is in the Gavin Cave owned by Linhart Viscounty. They have different mining sites, but this one is the most popular among nobles. The reason for that is simple, it's because Gavin Cave is no longer a mining site, though that was what ordinary people knows, it is actually a place to gamble, distribute illegal drugs and of course, prostitution.

But the girl did not show any signs of life, only even, calm breathing indicated that she was still alive. A pitiful neighing sound came from afar. Granite raised his head and pricked up his ears. Ta'aro called out to his dead friend. The grief-stricken stallion became noticeably thinner, his coat lost its shine, and his ribs began to protrude greatly. He stood at the entrance to the cave, waiting for a miracle, but the lifeless body of his owner was slowly turning into dust. Granite looked again at the sleeping girl. He, too, could only hope...