Darburn Grotto

Darkness fell like heavy velvet curtains in an empty theatre. A divine artwork of time and water merged into a stunning subterranean cathedral. These caverns felt both comforting and overbearing. As if something powerful controlled the air inside. Making it difficult to breathe. The purple miasma gathered in her hands, morphing into strong rays of light. Then came a white glow.

A woman walked down the path, focused and resolute. She conjured the light not to see, but to announce she was there. After all, over a dozen heat sources of various shapes and sizes were already visible to her. They inhabited this vast space. Some growled. Others decided to blend in with the light and hide their presence.

With every step she took, the sound of her sharp heels and heavy tail dragging across the surface echoed in the distance. Although the space was narrow, she quickly cleared a path with her massive wings. What used to look like gentle bat wings was now repainted in dragon sca

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