White Island (lith De Lanka Dub) -

He followed the sound toward the center of the island, where the "Lith"—the great monolith—stood. It was a jagged obsidian needle piercing the white landscape. Surrounding it were the island's guardians, figures draped in translucent silks, moving in a slow, rhythmic dance that seemed to command the very tides.

When the light faded, the Stellar Drift was gone. The horizon was empty. Kaelen looked at his hands; they were beginning to shimmer with the same pearlescent glow as the island. He wasn't a visitor anymore. He was part of the rhythm, a new guardian of the White Island, lost to the maps but forever found in the music. White Island (Lith De Lanka Dub)

As Kaelen placed the shard into the Lith, a massive wave of bass rippled across the island, turning the white coral into a blinding strobe of silver. The music reached a crescendo, a deep, soulful dub that vibrated through his very soul, erasing the noise of the outside world. He followed the sound toward the center of