.....He pushed aside a loose stone, and from behind it, piercing white light shot through, darkening everything else. He threw up his hand, obscuring the incoming radiance enough to regain his sight. "Why are you stopping?" His friend yelled. "We're almost there!" He paused for a moment, then returned to clawing out the rocks that kept him inside. Each stone cast aside brought another color into view, and their journey an inch further.

.....Soon, he beheld the beauty of the outside: the skies open and flowing with clouds, the sea wild and unbroken to the horizon, and calm white sands undisturbed even by Rahi. He stopped again, this time to no complaint. Together, they pushed away the last few rocks, and stepped out into the daylight.

.....They turned, and found their prize, a heap of rock that could bury a Tahtorak alive, standing proudly above the waves. A quick glance at each other launched them up its slopes, their sore hands granted no respite along the way. By sheer strength and force, they hauled themselves to its peak. While he rested, his friend pressed on, to the other side of the summit. After a moment, he joined him, gazing out over the water. "Hard to believe we actually found this place..."

....."Yeah... Just think... Nobody's ever been here before..." his friend replied. "Never..."