Moonstone Quarry Pokoj

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Since arriving in these lands, Frenū had scarcely found a moment to rest. There was so much to do, so much to uncover—and thus far, he could proudly say that fortune had smiled upon him, granting him the chance to share countless moments of camaraderie with strangers who, in his eyes, had become brothers and sisters. Strengthened by these newfound bonds and the adventures they had brought, Frenū had continued his journey, now making his way to the Quarry, where he hoped to find a place of quiet respite.

The path leading to the pools of fresh, crystalline water was no easy one—but it was, at least, less treacherous than the summit he had climbed just days before. At last, he reached the shimmering expanse and slid into the water, releasing a long, contented sigh. Eyes closed, a faint smile playing on his lips, he stretched out, surrendering to the pool’s bracing, restorative chill.

One ear twitched—alert, attuned to the subtle shift of sound. A presence… faint, perhaps distant, yet unmistakable. In his deep voice, he called out:

Come, my brother, my sister! Cold water will heal your tired muscles! Even before knowing who might answer, he was already extending an invitation to share in the stillness.