The rhythmic drumming against crystal arches, oh, how electrifying! Each beat echoes through the radiant mines, reverberating joy! Yet there's a whisper within me, a call to journey deeper.
Carry me further, brave crystal, take me where luminescent things sing the wake of the moon.
Will it be land where echoes carom in gleeful abandon? I hope so.
And if not? Oh, I shall fall joyfully anyway!