The Shadow's Tomb

Archeologist Azure Rivers doesn't need anyone. At least that's what she's spent the past twenty years telling herself. But the reappearance of an old acquaintance, daydreams she can't explain, and the discovery of the mummy of an ancient evil threaten to change that. Colliding along the way with romance, fate, and a long lost dream, will Azure learn to trust others or be forever alone in misery?

Excerpt:
I shiver at the sudden chill running through my veins. I glance down the hall to the main room where the shadows seem to be growing thicker and darker by the second, causing the daylight outside to appear as if it's fading. Swallowing the lump of fear in my throat, I take a deep breath.
"O! The One Hidden in Shadow Lies in the Netherworld.
"This door shall remain sealed eternally, to keep The Shadow within.
"Beware any who try to open, or it shall be thy doom.
"If the seal be broken, may the gods have mercy upon us all."
I peer into the shadows, the sound of my footsteps reverberate down the stairway. There's a heavy sense of foreboding-dense and full like the humid air after a rainstorm. Everything in me repels from the door...screams for me to run. But at the same time a strong curiosity pulls me down...down into the dark hole below. Is it the burial chamber from my daydreams? And if so, what evil could possibly be inside? Ancient beliefs about the gods and fear of evil are all too common. I've never been the superstitious sort, but I wonder...could there be truth to any of it?
Of course not. It's just ancient interpretations of things we know to be science.Right?