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Rising from the dark seafloor was a citadel made entirely of iridescent white spheres. The Pearl Kingdom did not possess sharp towers or jagged battlements. It was a city of perfect curves, domes, and smooth arches that looked as though they had been blown from glass and frozen in time.

Two massive, perfectly round pearls flanked the entrance, glowing with an inner golden light. PearlKingdom_Vid.rar

The water transitioned from a sunlit turquoise to a deep, royal indigo. Kaelen adjusted his copper diving helmet, the steady hiss of oxygen his only companion in the silent deep. He kicked his fins, pushing past a forest of glowing kelp that pulsed with rhythmic bioluminescence. Then, he saw it. Rising from the dark seafloor was a citadel

Smooth paths of crushed mother-of-pearl spiraled inward toward a central palace. Two massive, perfectly round pearls flanked the entrance,

Schools of silver-scaled fish darted between the spires, acting as the silent lookouts of the deep.

Kaelen reached out to touch the smooth surface of the outer wall. It was warm. He realized then that the kingdom wasn't built; it was alive, still growing layer by layer in the dark.