Iridian
Light--actual light poured from between the cracks in the rock.
I coughed and waved away the dust, rushing towards the stones that seemed to fit each other perfectly. Aidan followed suit, digging his fingers into the stone as we dislodged them. After four text-book sized rocks, the rest came crumbling down. We backed away, dirt skittering across our feet.
"This--is Iridian." The shell-shocked words fell from Aidan's mouth in a whisper, his eyes turned upwards to where the source of light came from.
A hole at the ceiling, just fifteen feet in the air, spewed sunlight and fresh air. It was impossible--we were hundreds of feet beneath the earth, in another world entirely.
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