Moonstone Quarry God looks on in abject apathy [m]

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In the twilight before dawn Raimo left the mountain. It was his first moment of egress since his arrival there. So many days spent hunting those slopes, patrolling the reach of the spine, protecting the sleeping place of the woman who would become his lover — wasted.

He needed to be away from it all.

The route to the quarry wasn't a difficult one to follow; it was winding as it snaked low beyond the spine, with the soil becoming scattered bits of gravel. Shards of quartz littered his path, glowing with refracted light.