Like it was alive, it pulsed with his every breath. As his chest moved up and down, the palace walls did the same.
The veins felt more alive...they coursed through the entire space. They were not confined to the original space where the snake was held, but they moved out now. With each breath they glowed more, and more!
Until everything was lit up.
The walls moved in tandem, as well as the crystals littering the floor. It was as if they were not crystals...but a living being itself.
As if they were flesh. Flesh that moved with every breath of the owner. Every breath, which rejuvenated the body.
"Ha..."
A cold, cold mist escaped Alan body through his skin, and soon from his mouth. A few more, and he opened his eyes.
Slowly, they opened, as they felt a strange, cool chill pass over them. But this chill was...comforting.
It was magnificent.
"Ha..."
