Every step felt surreal, like stepping out of time and into a world that belonged more to the past than the present. Vines crept over ancient walls, embracing statues of forgotten gods, their faces locked in eternal judgment.
Gabriel’s camera hung loosely around his neck, but for the first time in a long while, he was more interested in absorbing the moment than capturing it. The temple, though weathered by time, was magnificent. Its stone carvings, depicting gods, demons, and mythical creatures, told stories of ancient battles and forgotten kingdoms.