Union Cave นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She remarked, resting her head on Ian’s shoulder and closed her eyes for a quick nap. Hours later, they arrived at a small cabin in the woods. Ian and his friends rented the cabin for a whole week. Kimberly got out of the van to look at her surrounding. She felt goosebumps all over her body the moment her sneakers touched the ground. She wasn’t even on her bare feet, yet she felt this way. The place was eerily quiet, she couldn’t help but feel nervous. “Boo!” Leo roared in her ear, causing Kimberly to scream out in fear. He burst out in laughter from her reaction.

Five skulls were gathered on the top, and the stone tablet was written with three words with thick blood, the Ciyun Cave! Looking forward, there were waves of white smoke rising from the dense jungle. Even in the blazing sun, more than ten meters away from the sun, there was still Yin Qi! Behind the white smoke, there was a black hole. The hole was deep, and from time to time strange sounds could be heard. Sometimes like a baby's cry, sometimes like an old man's groan, and sometimes, it was as if there had never been a sound before. Sending food? Samuel felt that this was obviously suicide!

He groaned low in his throat. "It burns," he rasped. "Elara... it feels like fire." "We have to get the residue off," I said. "We need shelter." I looked up the ravine. About fifty yards upstream there was a dark opening in the rock face. A small cave half-hidden by hanging icicles. "Can you walk?" I asked. Kael nodded. It was a lie. He couldn't walk. But he would force his body to obey anyway. We dragged ourselves out of the creek. We stumbled over the slick rocks to the cave entrance.

When they finally emerged from the tunnel, the breath caught in Aria’s throat. The Sacred Bond Cavern was a massive, subterranean grotto, naturally domed and entirely illuminated by a river of slow-moving, molten rock that flowed through a trench in the floor. But it was not the magma that stole her breath. It was the shrine itself. At the center of the cavern, rising from an island of smooth, dark basalt, was a colossal stalagmite that had been carved over thousands of years—partly by water, partly by the hands of the first wolves—into the shape of a kneeling woman. Her head was bowed, her arms wrapped protectively around her own chest, and from a fissure at the base of the statue, a plume

“In ancient times, with powers like theirs you could bond with them and control their visions” “So Vincent may be using them?” She didn't say anything, just nodded. Jaden entered, tossing a thick folder onto the table. “Scouts found it.” We all turned. “The Cradle, it's a real place. An old cavern under Blackpine Lake. Supposedly abandoned for centuries. But fresh activity, tracks, smoke, even bodies dumped in the woods.” Eric opened the folder. Photos, symbols etched in blood and a circle of wolf claws nailed to stone.

"I’ll go,’ Cyrus announces, ‘But the irritating king stays with you.’ ‘Why me?’ Uncle Ramone pouts, ‘The storm will be at its worst here.’ ‘Don’t be a whimp.’ Rolling my eyes, I block out the two as they begin to bicker back and forth. They could come up with whatever solution they liked as long as I didn’t have to leave Fineon’s side. ‘Cave.’ The voice is so weak that I’m not entirely sure if I heard it correctly. ‘Fineon?’ ‘Up ahead.’ he repeats, giving me a very blurry view of a small opening. ‘May be covered, but there’s shelter.’ Looking down, I take in Fineon’s half open eyes that seem so weak it damn near breaks my heart. ‘Hurry.’ Nodding, I jump up, drawing Uncle Ramone and Cyrus’ at

Because they somehow shares the same mindset. Soon, I can already see the cave. As moments passed, the figure went bigger and bigger. Until Demitri reigned the horse to a stop. "This must be it," Prince Evan said, facing the entrance of the creepy looking cave near a tall cedar with a carved symbol of a star and a sun. It's not a very huge cave but I guess just enough for someone to get lost inside. Demitri unmounted his horse and stood beside me. "You still willing to come inside?"

She asked. “ You might find your Dad” “ Then what are we waiting f… “ But…” Morgan’s voice trailed Alvara off “ This is no ordinary cave. It is a very dangerous one” She added. “ How dangerous it is?” Hudson asked nervously. “ Let’s see if twenty people eventually decides to explore the cave…then…erm…only two of them might survive” With what Morgan said, Hudson and Alvara adjusted a bit on their chair before letting out a slight cough.

The passage sloped downward, the air growing cooler and damper as we descended. "This leads to the old river caves," Maison explained in a hushed voice. "They run beneath most of the territory. Few know about them anymore." I wanted to ask more about this "mate bond" he had mentioned, about why he seemed so alarmed by Star's temporary suppression, but the urgency of our flight kept the questions locked behind my teeth. The tunnel widened into a small cavern after what felt like hours but was probably only twenty minutes. The sound of rushing water echoed from somewhere nearby.