The door creaked open, a gust of wind swept through, Carrying scents of pine and a sky so blue. Uriel entered, laden with treasures untold, Spices and fabrics, shimmering gold.

But instead of chaos, a hush had descended, Her friends sat gathered, their gazes extended Towards a single point, a shimmering light, Emanating from Johnathan, bathed in its might.

He floated above the ground, eyes closed in trance, A mystical aura, a cosmic dance. Ellie and...