Selene’s POV

The door opened without a sound.

Beyond it was light.

Not the soft silver glow of the moon, nor the crimson light of the Dreamer, but something older than both. The moment I stepped through, the black field behind me disappeared as though it had never existed.

I found myself standing inside a small, perfectly round chamber.

The walls were made of pale stone that seemed to glow from within. There were no windows, no furniture, and no way to tell where the light came from.

Only one thing stood in the center of the room.

A torch.

Its flame burned without heat.

And beside it sat a...