C24 To whatever came before him

We were completely engulfed by the archway.

Stone, wolves, and even Thorn's hand in mine were all obliterated by the silvery light that burned into my vision. I briefly believed that the Cradle had ripped me to pieces and strewn me about the darkness like ash.

Then the light went out.

We were standing in a living rock-carved hallway. Silver veins ran like rivers beneath the skin