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Opening
Lower still — a hall where the Grey Forebears stand: those who were before the schools and the elements, turned to silent stone.
At their head is the Grey Patriarch, who remembers the make of the world before the first crack. He will not let me pass without an answer.
Ending
The Patriarch split apart — and in the shards of constancy I saw the law that held the world whole.
From the stone steps a keeper of seals: Mirella, Voice of Constancy. "I bound what falls apart. Let me bind your ranks as well."
The hall is behind me — ahead is the Sundering itself.






