At the center of the Devereaux Expanse, stretching endlessly, stood a massive structure known as the Devereaux Family Fortress, imposing in its black silhouette.
The battle between Gaia's rays and the darkness of the fortress's surface began the moment morning graced the horizon.
Some rays are absorbed while others infiltrate; they have very few chances of survival due to windows, which have not always remained open.
But today, a window seemed to open as a heavenly figure of beauty sat in a chair near it, writing something with a soft smile and narrowed gaze, her mind seemingly fixed on something else.
Drishti's crystal-like amber eyes reflected several characters written on the paper, their completely unknown structure showcasing her newly found interest in learning the language of a lost civilization.