The mineral-rich water was still and unbroken, pearly from the gem rock beneath. It seemed that the ruined machinery she found buried deep inside the cave shared strangely to the mysterious civilization hidden in the sky.
All of it shared similarities, from the solid black steel to the luminescent white lines painted over.
Although her memory was still blurry from the decade of world-traveling, Aletha could still recollect the peculiar ruins within each world she had been in. And yet, despite this familiarity, she never knew what this meant, so she ignored it.
. . .
Aletha heard nothing but the faint ebb and flow of her breath. The darkness was propelled by the glowing white rocks flying down, unveiling the bright rays of the pensive sunlight.
But after that, only silence met her.
This irrefutable quietness urged Aletha to ponder.
