Deep within the jungles of Indonesia, hidden beyond a cascading waterfall, lies a sacred cave untouched by time. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and burning incense. The cave walls shimmer with intricate carvings—depictions of warriors, spirits, and cosmic forces intertwined in an eternal dance. As Thalia steps forward, the glow intensifies, as though the spirits sense her presence.
A small fire flickers in the center of the cave, its embers dancing to an unseen rhythm. Ancient glyphs illuminate the walls, shifting like liquid gold as whispers of forgotten voices hum through the chamber. Thalia kneels before the fire, placing her hands on the cool stone floor. Her breath slows, her consciousness sinking into the depths of the spiritual realm.
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