The Source

Beneath layers of time and silence, in the ruins of a temple long forgotten, the golden sarcophagus of an ancient deity rests, eternally caressed by a whisper of light . This is the place of sacred stillness - a place where divinity slumbers, where air softly hums with the promise of her return. For she is The Source - the endless one, being feared even by her own kin. She is not dead, only waiting. Waiting for the ancient clocks to turn once more in her name. Her return approaches.