Ink. Olga Barbanel

At the far end of the large cave, something was flowing and shimmering along the wall... most of all, it looked like a luminous waterfall that did not fall. I staggered to my feet, unable to believe what I saw. A wall of white fire, gleaming with all colors, shimmering in the semi-darkness of the cave is a beautiful but frightening sight. At the base of this lightfall stood a man, his thin figure seemed black against the iridescent background, and one hand touched a strange light.