The Wrong Ripples
Behemoth · Modern Aetherion“The ripples go outward from the Isle when it breathes. They have for three hundred years.”
“This morning they went inward. Toward the middle. Toward the Murmur.”
Reads the ripples on the lake each dawn. Lately the ripples have been going the wrong way.
“The ripples go outward from the Isle when it breathes. They have for three hundred years.”
“This morning they went inward. Toward the middle. Toward the Murmur.”