Soft light sprinkles down on me, the water in front of my feet glistening. It’s gentle blue mirrors the crystalline ceiling high above it. The ceiling, a hole that allows the sun to spread its warmth throughout the cave is covered in a sheet of ice, scattering the rays that manage to travel through it.

The light that doesn’t hit the water works to illuminate the rest of the grotto, settling on th...

The ground shines softly, glimmering as the rays of the rising sun bounce off of the layers of white powder accumulated there. The sky, a vast array of blues and oranges, provides stark contrast to the soft whites of the tundra below.

The land is barren. A vast, empty desert as far as the eye can see. Empty, save for the object at the center of my focus.

The structure, practically begging for a...