Ocean's Breath Plateau who doesn't know what I'm talking about?

One of the pits he had dug held roots, and stones. He could not get very far without breaking them away individually. As Raiyuk began to do this, he employed the strength of his shoulders and the leverage of his low body, grasping and tugging. Finally one came loose; he felt a satisfying snap and dredged up one of the tendrils, tossing it aside. The moment after was quiet — except for a clattering of stones from behind him.

He stopped and turned, squinting against the sunlight for a moment, and listened. After a few moments of patience with this, and finding the sound did not repeat, he resumed his work.

The digging did not continue. He walked a little ways to another patch of stonework, like a small plateau, where bundles sat haphazardly. Raiyuk picked through some of these things. Aditya had not recognized much. He was disheartened, and did not know who else to ask. For now, Raiyuk arranged some of the fine stones, being careful enough to clean and place them so they could sit in the sun, and so they would not be lost in the shuffling of things.