Centuries have passed in vain and I begin to wonder if I will ever be able to see my love again. How much longer can I sustain my life?

Why did he have to go in there? You don't go into burning houses. He should have known better.

Don't be afraid Daniel. I can't tell you why, but know this: I choose to forget. Try to find comfort and strength in that fact. There is a purpose. You are my final effort to put things right.

The faint glow escaped my fingers and began to spark brightly and spirit me away. Unlocking alien memories of spiralling towers, endless deserts, and impossible geometry.

The statues were praying – gazing into the dark domed ceiling.