Visibly, the stones were weathered until they were almost smooth, and the carvings on their walls were worn to near-invisibility. But still Elias could see them. In this situation, his eyes were not suitable, but his Art of Stone could read the faint etching that once remained in the stone, and the recognition that tugs at his spine.
Inside the Fragment of Divinity, where he had picked his Pillar of Sorrow, he had seen parts of this temple, but that one was buried deep in the earth and had survived the years relatively intact.
Once again, Elias wondered whether everything he had seen inside the Fragment was a perfect duplication of reality, or if the power of divinity within the Fragment twisted everything into a nightmarish mirror, where statues came to life and hunted him across the earth.
