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"Clouds shifting high above the world we know. Where will we go? And what will we dream?" "Oh Toronada sands, golden and gleam..." - Petrichor

Page 7/8 - so close to the end now.

Cloaked in the garb of shadows, Mother Night reveals herself to a young supplicant.

Can one truly map the dunes as they shift beneath a sky of crimson lightning?

Bartered from the Night Market, a map of the Cosmic Plane of Iklara.

A brief glimpse at the world of Lusternia.

You pause for a moment to think of those who have come before you, those who have been affected by this tragedy and who are suffering still. Then, with a hopeful smile you say: "Yes - I will help you plant a sunflower."

Higher and higher, the branches of the mighty Ravenwood reach, stretching out towards the eternal face of Mother Night's shroud.

Introduction of the Fates.

It appears as though the inhabitants of Aquagoria will not be deterred from their quest.