[Music recommendation: Never Let Me Go · Ursine Vulpine]
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Aliana couldn't believe her eyes as she watched the woman, whose features mirrored her own, standing beneath the massive rose tree she had seen in her dreams.
'This can't possibly be the Underworld,' she thought.
She had always imagined it as a place filled with burning pits, molten lava spilling from every crevice, souls screaming in agony, terrifying demons wielding pitchforks, and darkness stretching across a barren landscape.
But one night during their honeymoon, she had asked Gavriel to describe the Underworld, and her husband had shed some light on the matter.
He had explained that the Underworld consisted of seven levels.
The lowest was exactly as she had imagined, where the greatest sinners, whether demons or other entities, were punished. One level above it was where souls were sent to repent for their sins. The next was an almost barren expanse inhabited by wild, dangerous beasts.
