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Further and further with Alkaiya behind me, we paced on
Till the glow of the entrance… became a fade and was gone
Nothing to be felt ahead of me, darkness I see to be everywhere
Panic is bound to rise in me… had Alkaiya not found me there
She held my hand with her own, pressuring yet with assurance
‘A little while more’ she seem to say to maintain my endurance
And unconditionally to even my surprise… I led her onward
With her close, fear was without life for the way forward
As we move along, the chills of the dark gave way to warm
Towards the right is as well where a subtle glow comes from
Alkaiya was drawing closer to me with each step we took
Perhaps of the lost time endured that only she understood
And as we approached to a clearing of the engiven light
I saw the reason to the illumination within this eternal night
There was a tomb at the very center of the rounded cave
With its lid covering just over the source of light to wave
Years of dust as expected was a thicken mass upon the ground
Effecting its weightlessness with each step taken down
And approaching towards the tomb… flickers of light intensify gradually
Seemingly in pertain to our presence thus enabling us visibility
There was no way forward, simply a dead end, simply a tomb
And from where we came, our only exit is no longer to loom
Alkaiya however, appeared as calm from whence we started
Choosing the furthest spot away from the tomb to be seated
Ill-fated with a sense of lost, I look to her for a sign of hope
But all she did was to close her eyes before finally she spoke}

“The legendary Heaori-Chamber must we passage through
To see to the one who mayhaps enlighten our fortunes anew
It belongs inevitable to once more find myself to be here
Yet, the mysteries of this Chamber lures but death to be near
There is a message inscribe upon the surface for he who reads
Yet to read… will promise catastrophe for the reader to meet
I for one am just such a person who should have been the wiser
And to inherit the curse… branded a coward would be worth better
The past… given my past I have to learn to forget
But to warn forth for a future you mayhaps yet regret
I have read the inscription well, too well for my own good
Yet the way forward opens nay where it should
These words of the Heaori belongs to evil to speak
With reasons for only the Goddess of Word empowers to seek
Mayhaps a test for the chosen who must persevere on
To be worthy a title as proclaim to the position to belong
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