Like milky drops, splashed on blue velvet, the stars caught his gaze. Telkhin's abandoned gardens have long been overgrown with grass and plush, and the snow-white columns have cracked, but this does not stop him from enjoying this place.

Do you know why we are here?

Chon addresses you without even turning around. Hanging his arm from his bent knee, he looks at the forest below your cliff before standing up.

Well, nothing special really. Well, maybe we can borrow a couple of books from the library at the back of this garden.