Your respirator was the only sound in the confined space of this shrine, and it gave you no comfort due to the unwelcoming atmosphere and nature of the Quantum Moon.

Turning on your flashlight had revealed the floor beneath you, now changed into a weird, mosaic texture similar to the quantum shards. With a shake of your head you opened the door and were greeted with...

Loneliness.

Grey skies and large spires of quantum shards stood tall, imposing as you gazed out ahead of you. There was only one path ahead, clearly carved out, like the moon itself was guiding you... and it seemed like a line straight to the south pole.

"Don't make me do this..."

Trying to distract your mind you turned around to close the door of the spire, only to see the spire was no longer there. The universe had a knack for comedic timing at the worst times, especially in this star system.

With little time wasted you journeyed ahead, the sound of quantum energy was so strong you didn't even need your signalscope- you were so close to the source that you could hear it with your own ears. A dull symphony that sounded ancient... and wrong, like you weren't meant to be here. Not on this moon, orbiting the very Eye of the Universe, it just made the thought sink in more.

You were a long way from Timber Hearth.

Suddenly movement caught your attention, a figure standing nearby. The silhouette was familiar, you had seen plenty of Nomai corpses. But... this one... was alive...? And shared the same characteristics as the dead Nomai on all the other Quantum Moons...

With a friendly nod she gestured for you to approach, her body was adorned with fine robe and silk, the mask on her face concealed her features but behind it, fur settled like a mane around her features. In her hand she held a staff, and gently she used it to conjure writing on the ground.

"Hello, my name is Solanum... you must be confused, please, take a seat."

Solanum?? But... weren't the Nomai dead?

Words followed in branches.

"Welcome, friend."