Kenna James - Choose Your Trial -21.12...: Deeper -

“You came,” her mother said. “I knew you would. The Deeper doesn’t test the unworthy. It tests the ones who can survive the truth.”

“To go deeper,” the voice said, “you must not fight what you see. You must become it.” Deeper - Kenna James - Choose Your Trial -21.12...

The air in the antechamber tasted of rust and forgotten prayers. Kenna James ran her gloved finger along the cold, obsidian archway. Three symbols were carved above it, each pulsing with a faint, sickly light: a Coil, a Chalice, and a Blade. “You came,” her mother said

“That’s your future if you turn back,” the voice said. “Go deeper, and you might not come back as you are. Choose.” It tests the ones who can survive the truth

Kenna thought of the locket around her neck—the only thing her mother left. Its tiny clasp had always been jammed. Until last night. Inside, instead of a picture, was a single word: Deeper .