lore by Prayer!

Nomi peered out over the rocky hills in front of her, sighing in relief when she saw the distant silhouette of the World Pillar. It felt like she’d been travelling for months, though in fact it had only been two weeks. She paused as she reached a thin strip of shadows cast by a set of tall rocks jutting up from the ground, desperate to cool off. She reached into her pack to draw her wineskin out, sipping carefully at the small amount of water still left within.

Overhead, the sun beat down on her. Reluctantly, Nomi capped the wineskin once more, and shoved it into her pack. I’m so close, she thought. Ahead lay the Collonades of Antiquity. She’d heard rumors that her sister was there, and if she was, Nomi would find her. She had to. Faro had simply vanished into the dawn one day, without so much as a goodbye. Nomi had to know what happened to her. She had to.