I suppose that he had retreated into the shadows where no light played.
We gathered up our gear, and while the others were relighting the lanterns, I walked a few paces forward to the spot where Yva had been dissolved in the devouring fire.

Something caught my eye upon the rocky floor.

I picked it up.

It was the ring, or rather the remains of the ring that I had given her on that night when we declared our love amidst the ruins by the crater lake.

She had never worn it on her hand but for her own reasons, as she told me, suspended it upon her breast beneath her robe.