I am the Queen of the Blessed Chalice And this Cup, blazing bright with sacred fire, Is your boundless reward forevermore. Falling. Spinning. Swimming—Diana had no way of describing the sensation she was feeling as the shadows took her into an almost-loving embrace. Her reality was darkness. Her sight, completely beyond physical senses. In the vast nothing she saw a light; a small speck at first, but it continued to grow and pierce the shadows until Diana could see a silhouette in the distance. Something large, like a floating iceberg drifting in the ether, lay in the expanse beyond. Diana’s descent stopped and she felt her heart being pulled as she lurched forward with an otherworldly speed that would have left a physical being a liquidated mess. When the sensation passed she found herself directly above a floating mass of shimmering crystal, gazing down upon a vast open pit in its middle.
