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With the Drak'Dal present, I don't think it is right to place any Cinder Vessels down. Its inhabitants may not be saved but imprisoned by a metal cocoon. They could be pried open too easily, falling prey to these beasts... and their Ancient encasing won't save them then.

Therefore, we're setting our sights on the horizon, as planned. I hope to find a ship in Stillwater Bay to charter... perhaps then, we'll see how far the rot has spread and will trace its path on a map.

I wonder if it's right... not to turn around, not to ride towards the flying islands where the Elder Ancients linger... not to defend them despite their rigidity, not to bring my brother to his knees before he barges through their gates. But with what army? With what might?

We ought to live. For the future, and for everyone who depends on us. On me. For you, Emily.

When I come back, I will weave daylilies into your hair and serenade you with my lyre until my voice grows hoarse. One day. I promise.

— Queen Jezmina of Orindell