[ WP ] While cave diving , you find ancient text carved into the walls . While pronouncing the words written , you discover that magic has always been real , we just did n't know the right words to control it .

“ I think we should turn back. ” Sebastian said, his words bouncing off the close walls surrounding them. 
 “ Listen Sebass, we ’ re almost to the bottom. If we turn back now, we will never know what is down there. Not ever. ” Finn said as he continued his decent. 
 
 Finn and Sebass had frequented these caves for the past six months. They started with the smaller expeditions first to gain more knowledge about the caves and the area surrounding them. When Finn learned from a local that this cave had never been fully explored, he immediately called Sebastian and set a date. It was dangerous, but Finn couldn ’ t ignore his ravenous curiosity. The locals knew of these caves because of the history that surrounded them. Ancient spelunkers spent their lives down in these caves exploring the mysteries that they held. Finn couldn ’ t leave without seeing what those men saw. 
 
 “ No, you listen. If we keep going down, we ’ ll find ourselves in real trouble Finn. I agreed that this would be fun but you lied about the depth. We are well beyond four thousand feet. Let ’ s turn back right now. ” 
 
 Finn glanced up at Sebastian ’ s frozen position. “ Sebastian, you were the one who got me into this sport. You were the one who told me take that first risk. Man, what are you in this for? This moment is what it ’ s all about. ” Finn replied back, vocalizing his frustration. 
 
 Sebass sat there looking above for what seemed an eternity. He looked back down and replied with a face as serious as Finn had ever seen. “ Alight, let ’ s do it. ” They descended further down. Finn ’ s headlight illuminated a slimy wall in front of him. Sebastian was silent from then on. Finn wanted to say more but his concentration took the bulk of the attention. Finn couldn ’ t make mistakes this far down. As much as Finn wanted to reach the bottom, he didn ’ t deny the danger of the situation. The only sound breaking the silence was the monotonous sliding of the rope. Finn noted a rhythm that reverberated off of the walls. Sebastian turned his head towards the dark abyss below. 
 
 “ How close do you think we are? ” 
 
 Finn took a moment to contemplate the distance. “ We can ’ t be far. Maybe another ten to fifteen? ” Each syllable made it ’ s way up through the column of rock. They carried on and surely enough, the colliding sound of water droplets below reached Finn ’ s ears within his predicted time. He let out a relieving sigh. 
 
 “ Sebass, we ’ re close man! Just below! ” Finn let out excitedly. 
 
 “ Thank God… ” Sebastian replied, resounding with no other emotion but relief. 
 
 Finn closed his eyes and stood in the moment when his feet met the rock flooring below. He walked over towards Sebastian and helped his friend down. He smiled as Sebastian took in and let out a long breath. 
 
 “ We made it. ” Finn said as he squeezed his friend ’ s neck. He broke away and walked around, rotating his head to illuminate the floor below. He was met with slimy rock on both of his sides. Between the wall he had just faced coming down and the wall behind him, there was roughly four feet of space. If he were claustrophobic, this would have been a deathtrap in more ways than one. He followed the valley forward and came upon a small tunnel maybe four feet by five feet going further into the rock. 
 
 `` Absolutely not. ” Sebastian said from behind him. 
 
 “ We ’ ve come this far, we have to. ” 
 
 “ Finn, if we get stuck in there… ” Sebastian said without finishing. He didn ’ t have to, Finn understood completely. 
 
 “ I know. ” Finn said, to end the contemplation between them. He edged forward and folded his body in order to fit through the small tunnel. Finn slowly sidestepped through, his head sliding against the top. He tilted his head to the side and noticed an opening ahead. 
 
 “ There ’ s an opening through here! ” He said loud enough for Sebass to hear. Finn didn ’ t stop to see if Sebastian had followed, his curiosity had captured the best of him. He stepped out from the small tunnel into pitch black. He heard Sebastian slide out of the tunnel after him and turned towards his friend. 
 
 “ I can ’ t see a thing. ” Sebastian ’ s words echoed much further than the area they had just left from. They were undoubtedly in a large room. Sebastian ’ s face lit with surprise at the discovery. 
 
 “ Finn…this room is huge. ” 
 
 “ Follow the wall on that side. Be careful. ” Finn started against the wall, his light illuminated the few feet that led in from of him. Finn held his hand against the wall as he walked to keep his bearings. He stopped immediately in his tracks when his hand ran across unusual grooves in the slimy green rock. Finn turned his light towards the groove and realized he was standing in front of cave etchings. 
 
 “ Oh my God, Sebass, look at this. ” Sebastian ’ s footsteps rang in Finn ’ s ears as he walked over. 
 
 “ Holy shit! What is that? ” 
 
 “ I don ’ t know, but they look old, very old. ” Finn said, his mind still on the etchings. 
 
 “ I ’ ve never seen any language like that. ” Sebastian said, now running his hand along the carving. “ Jaicho heow lumir ” Sebastian said, sounding ridiculous. Finn tried to help it but ended up laughing at him. 
 
 “ What did you study in college again? English? ” 
 
 “ Shut up man, it ’ s not like they teach this stuff. It looks like a mix of different languages to me. You try, and see if you don ’ t sound ludicrous. ” 
 
 “ Jaicho hewo lumir. ” Finn said as the sound bounced along the smooth edges of the room. The sound of his pronunciation seemed to permeate through the air. It was as if the pressure in the room instantly changed. Finn felt something stir within him, something that was hard to explain vocally but something that Finn felt to the core of his being with a certainty. He felt power within him. As soon as Finn said the words, the palm of his hand began to warm. He looked down to a small ball of light growing in his hand. Once the ball had grown to the size of softball, the ball oozed light. The image reminded Finn of middle school science class when his teacher brought in liquid nitrogen. 
 
 “ What the --! ” Sebastian said as he jumped back. 
 
 Finn tried shaking the ball out of his hand as he would a bug but it would not budge. The ball simply hovered an inch above his palm. Just as he was about to address Sebass ’ s surprise, he looked behind his friend. He stepped around Sebastian and held the ball out, illuminating the entire room. The walls were covered with similar etchings from the floor to the ceiling. Covering up the bottom of the wall sat three skeletons wrapped in tattered clothing, holding enormous books with the same etchings on their now exposed ribs. Finn stepped forward, out of a life he knew and into the unknown. 

