The Gallery | Вђ“ Episode 2: Heart Of The Emberston...

"You saved the collection," Silas said quietly. "But you’ve silenced the most beautiful song this gallery has ever heard."

Elias moved toward the light. In the center of the rotunda stood a canvas draped in heavy velvet. This was the , a piece rumored to have been painted with pigments ground from volcanic glass and the ashes of a forgotten kingdom. As Elias reached for the cloth, the pulsing grew stronger, a warm vibration that made his fingertips tingle. He pulled the velvet away. The Gallery вЂ“ Episode 2: Heart of the Emberston...

As he leaned in to examine the brushwork, the gallery walls began to bleed. Not blood, but heat. The air shimmered with a sudden, scorching intensity. The gold leaf on the surrounding frames began to melt, dripping like tears onto the marble floor. "It’s a doorway," Elias whispered, his vision blurring. "You saved the collection," Silas said quietly