Chapter 1080: Wailing Dirge II
Our Home, a Field of Aesus
Sought in dreams, Found in need
Tested and Pursued, We built our Home
Foundations of blood and bones, Cast aside were our chains of iron and fear
Ten free generations lived and loved here
But now for us comes a wailing dirge
The words on the monolith raced through Leon’s mind, unsettling him deeply. The runic scratches of the six lines marred the monolith’s mirror-smooth surface, perfectly placed to warp the reflection of Leon’s face into something inhuman and monstrous. He felt pain and sorrow in the words, a sense of deep loss and regret from the graver’s hand left upon the glassy stone.
His visceral reaction, however, wasn’t shared by everyone around him.
“Incredible!” Cassandra breathed as she rushed forward to stare at the words. Frantically, a notebook appeared in her hand, and after flipping it open, she hurriedly copied down not only the lines in their entirety but also her observations of the monolith. “Carved by earth magic most likely,” she whispered as she wrote. “No signs of chiseling, the lines are too natural…”