Chapter 10 Whispers In Stone

Anya stepped through the ancient doorway, the cool, damp air of the ruined temple enveloping her. The iridescent glow of the spirit illuminated the chamber, revealing intricate carvings that adorned the walls. These weren't mere decorations; they depicted celestial bodies, lunar phases, and strange symbols that resonated with an eerie familiarity. The spirit hovered in the center of the chamber, its luminescence casting long, dancing shadows on the crumbling stone floor. Anya felt a tremor run through the earth, a sensation that seemed to pulse with the rhythm of her own heartbeat. The very air vibrated with suppressed energy, a tangible anticipation for what was to come.