Dindi

Dindi woke up alone, bathed in light.

All around her on the cave walls, she saw luminous glyphs. The symbols looked the same as the abstract designs painted upon houses or woven in to clothing. Chevrons, half moons, zigzags, arrows, squiggles. Things that looked like claw marks, and things that looked like bird wings. All glowing in every primordial color of the rainbow.

She traced the sigils with her fingers. Where did the light come from? She couldn’t tell. She followed the glowing glyphs up a slope, until she reached the exit from the subterranean vault.

Wind whipped her hair once she stepped into the cold night air. All around her, she saw huge stones inscribed with more glyphs. The symbols shone like brilliant flame against the basalt rock of the megaliths and the black night sky.