sacrificial lamb

Vaia simply couldn’t help herself- like a moth to a flame, she was mesmerized by the azure illumination that resonated from the mouth of a subterranean cavern. Usually, she was reluctant to enter a place like this by herself. But it was so beautiful and dazzling, she just had to see it for herself. I won’t stay long. Creeping through the labyrinth, she became hyper-fixated on the sounds around her- the dropping of water in puddles, the soft hum of bats along the ceiling. And although she came to the place alone, she couldn’t help but feel like something- no, someone else, was in the cavern with her.  

"Vaia"