C2240 Heartbeat

In the quiet of the dark tunnel, the embedded raw spars offered but a faint glimmer in the rock. There was no sound, not even a whisper of wind. Time seemed meaningless here, as if frozen in a particular moment. But now, the balance had been disturbed.

The pleasant hum of magic resounded through the seemingly endless passageway. Far off in the darkness, pinpricks of light, small as fireflies