The earth, the air, the trees, are witnesses to many things.
In the dead of night, unholy revelries.
Dance and laugh and sing the songs of the forgotten way.
Jealously they keep their world a mystery.
The scarlet ceremony.
Open the gates to another place. Come now and step inside.
Beyond the palaces of bone.
Can you believe how green it is, although it never rains?
See there upon the empty throne: the sixty-sided stone.
Ixaxar. Ixaxar!
Vestiges of grief and anger manifest in tooth and nail.
Magic history discovered, knowledge from beyond the pale.