Nephis looked into the darkness as she spoke in an even voice:
"It happened after the Demon of Destiny had his falling out with the Goddess of the Black Skies… I think. But before Hope escaped her chains, and the daemons rose in rebellion against the gods. In the darkness… in the true darkness that fills the halls and caverns of the Underworld. Below the Hollow Mountains."
She sighed.
"When I opened my eyes, I was a woman made of stone. A crude, clumsy, and defective precursor of the Stone Saints. I was laying on a mountain of abandoned statues just like me, all of them broken, discarded, and forsaken. Everything around me was enveloped by cold darkness, with not a spark of light or hint of warmth anywhere. There was just me, my broken siblings, and the lonesome silence."
Sunny shifted slightly.
"True darkness?"
Nephis slowly nodded.
