"There are empty words and empty eyes that can solely be lit with emotions and thought"
~
Wredgeton, the City on the Bridge,
The Kingdom of Hyll-Decanta,
Darkling Eventide,
Second Mounday of the Second month,
Fiftieth Year of the Reign of Adon Vericus IV
Nathan Jehu made his way through the City of stone feeling cold. He had wished to delve into the affairs of the Druids that little Seina had mentioned seeing by the banks of Shinderbay River, but there was no chance of such, for he was growing weak. Further, there was a certain case of rashes mastering his skin and he needed to ascertain that he would not give into some compelling delirium whilst on the case.
