Ankyra Sound that it has returned to dust

oof i am sorry

”yeah,” velen murmured, already tired of the conversation with the unseen boy. too early, and stormrift had come down and both his brothers had disappeared.
and here, though velen couldn’t know it, he spoke with a child of the very man who had begun the downfall of the bay. it was a cursed place, he decided; it had not only failed smokestep, but ford also.
”i’m not familiar with this place yet,” he called into the briny gloom. ”was gonna head out, if you wanted to come.”
back into sunlight, back into existence, where hopefully he could clear his goddamn head.