listen to the singing wind

Mercury knew she’d have some good insights, and listened to what the healer had to say. He agreed with her, too. Something like this didn’t just form overnight. And yet, all evidence indicated it hadn’t been here before the earthquake. He shook his head at Gwyn. “No, I’ve travelled near here before and I can say this entire place didn’t exist, at least not like this.” He explained. It had been a few years, but he wasn’t about to forget a land like this.

He stepped closer to one of the spires, studying the odd structure for a moment or two, before running a claw across the metal. “The material isn’t natural, either. It’s metal, forged.”


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