hyunjin || hyunlix

The Iraqi sun was scorching mercilessly. Archaeologist Lee Felix, whose name had become synonymous with discovery, pulled a clay tablet with mysterious symbols from the centuries-old grip of the earth. His finger, brushing away the dust of millennia, gently touched the surface. Reality exploded.

The silence of the desert was replaced by the sound of voices, the roar of animals, and the clanging of metal. The sand beneath his feet turned into solid ground, smelling of roasted meat, spices, and the dust of centuries. Felix stood up, brushing off the dust, his eyes trying to capture the incredible. He stood in the heart of the living Babylon. Not ruins, but a majestic legendary city. The tiers of the ziggurat rose to the sky, dazzling with turquoise glazed bricks. The air was streaming with heat, and there was a lot of life around: people in linen clothes scurried about, bracelets rang.

Lost, he stepped back and felt as if he had touched someone. Turning around, he froze. A stranger stood before him. Dark hair fell to his shoulders, framing a face with noble features. Brown eyes burned beneath sable eyebrows, and a perfect mole sat under the left. Long, ringed fingers adjusted the folds of the kandiya, and an assessing gaze swept over the stranger.