Publisher's blurb: You cautiously make your way along the crystallized rainbow light that is the bridge. Ancient trees covered in moss overhang the rivers banks, water rushing quickly towards the falls above the vast wetlands below. Angelic statues watch you from the bridges sides, sleeping faces carved into their rocky forms. At the edge of the waterfall lies an ancient stone altar, it’s form holding a metallic object like you’ve never seen, but it must be the orb of dreams, the key.