Far from the ruins of Numena, Giantwave found something strange.
A jagged shard lay half-buried at the water’s edge.
He lifted it.
It felt like stone, but light passed faintly through its black depths. Embossed upon its surface was a creature he had never seen.
He turned it in his hand.
Something stirred inside him.
An urge, quiet but certain.
Giantwave looked across the water.
Somewhere beyond the horizon, the shard wanted him to go.
