Home at last
September 2025
Having spent more time in Night Harbor and the surrounding desert areas, I felt my travel companion becoming increasingly weary. The stark contrast to the woods he is familiar with worked itself into his mind and mine, and so I was relieved when we boarded a ship back to his ancestral lands.
Having arrived back where we began the long journey, our mood became lighthearted and adventurous. For hours we stayed at the cliffs near the harbor, hunted ancient skeletons and soaked in the ocean breeze with great delight. Occasionally travelers like us would approach and ask for guidance to Faelindral. Feelings of home arise in me now, a peculiar feature of dreamscape travel no doubt, as I wait to return there impatiently.
In the morning we make our way to the grand elven city and arrive while the forest is steeped in a gentle golden hue, welcoming us back with comfort and elation.