Danielle felt like she was experiencing a déjà vu of her first meeting with Kimar and Ercen. But she knew this was a different parting, even though she was in the deepest dark again, breathing dead, stale air that could only be from a cavern.
The rustling coming from the area to her right would be her mom. Her father’s hand still held hers, comfortingly, on her left. She gave it a quick squeeze.
“Don’t worry, Mommy and Daddy. In just a moment”—she heard the sound of rocks being shuffled—“we’ll have light.”
Quickly, the cavernous space they were in filled with the same golden light she’d first experienced with Ercen and Kimar.
“Wow!” her mother murmured. “This is fantastic.” She slowly turned around, absorbing the entire glittering cavern in her gaze. “It’s beautiful!”
The stone hall was shaped like the sanctuary he married Amy in, Peter thought. It was roughly rectangular, with a high vaulted ceiling. But instead of the standard suspended ceiling fans in midwestern churches, this sanctuary had rows upon rows of dazzling stalactites. Their limestone deposits were primarily golden in color, with sparkling silver mineral highlights.
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