Iris was staring at the magic stone in her hand when something caught her attention. There was this small flickering thing inside of the stone, and when she looked at it closely, she found out that there was a little flame inside it.
She didn't realize it before, but somehow the flame looked like it was alive, if it made any sense, because right now, Iris could see it was flickering as if it was breathing.
She was fascinated by the sight and forgot about her fear of darkness. She was entranced and realized the little fire grew stronger. The flicker was following her breathing rhythm, but then it became clearer and bigger, as if there was something moving inside, not just breathing.
Iris frowned and then nudged the stone, rolled it on her palm with her finger and a second later, it cracked. "Huh?!" She was terrified to see the crack, because it wasn't supposed to be like that.
