"Master, there's a text here under the stairs."
Felicia called for him.
Henry walked over.
[There are seven doors. Answer all but the other.]
It was another riddle, different from the ones in the stone steles.
"It wants us to answer the 'doors'?"
Henry glanced at the stone steles. There were texts on them, and each one had a cup of water on their right.
"They aren't even doors, Master."
Felicia was confused. They might appear like doors if viewed from an angle, but they were not.
Curiously, she walked to one of them.
"It doesn't end with knowledge but begins with experience?"
Felicia paused, trying to decipher this riddle. It was complex, and the answer failed to form in her mind.
"Wisdom. It starts with understanding and then experiencing. The more you know, the wiser you are."
The answer was clear in Henry's head. He tried to recall if he was the one who made these riddles.
