"That must be Ashtyx," Alex remarked, his gaze zeroed in on the giant floating rock at the center of the cavern.
Its golden luminescence was enough to cause anyone looking at it to stare for a little while longer, watching as its dust poured down intermittently, filling metal bowls kept below.
"It's beautiful." Arwen couldn't help but mutter as she stared at it with Alex nodding in agreement.
"Indeed, it is."
"But it's rather strange."
"Hmm?"
He glanced at Arwen, seeking an answer to her sudden statement.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean Ashtyx, it's in a strange state."
"What state?" Alex inquired with a frown, throwing a glance at the floating rock to see if he could pick up on any anomalies.
"Well, unlike most things I've come across in this dream, its state seems quite different yet remains the same."
"How so?"
