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One recurring image was a place – a structure carved into a mountainside, covered with intricate carvings similar to those on the sculpture. It felt important, like a destination.

Was this another place where a piece of the Lim Ling’s heart was hidden?

I contacted Seeker. I described the structure I saw in my meditations.

“A mountainside structure with ancient carvings?” Seeker seemed excited. “That sounds like it could be a temple, or a burial site. A place of power.”

He helped me search for information about ancient structures in remote, mountainous regions that fit my vague descriptions. It was like searching for a needle in a haystack, but eventually, we found a possible match.

A remote mountain range in a different part of Southeast Asia was known for its ancient cave temples and cliffside carvings. They were not widely publicized, only known to archaeologists and a few adventurous explorers.

Looking at the pictures online, the style of the carvings on those temples felt eerily similar to the ones on my sculpture. And the location… a remote, difficult-to-reach mountain range, far from civilization. It fit the pattern.