Ting!
Ting!
The sharp clang of metal striking metal echoed deep within the Valley. It rang again, louder this time, bouncing off the rough stone walls. Aether and Lyirrs were deep inside, working tirelessly on the Thrusters—intricate, powerful mechanisms embedded into the tunnel structure. Their bodies were coated in sweat and dust, arms aching but spirits focused. They had almost completed the work.
Just a couple more days, and this massive project would finally be done.
"Aether… I brought you lunch!" Helena's cheerful voice called from the surface, sweet and sing-song, filled with warmth.
Up above, she was already spreading out a mat on the soft earth, placing down metal containers filled with freshly cooked food. Steam rose from the plates as she carefully set everything in place, sitting down gracefully and waiting for him like a patient, devoted wife.
