“Honestly? I don't know.” You answer, gingerly pushing off your bent knee and rising to a standing position. Your legs feel stiff. “My memory appears to have been lost somehow. But swimming sounds pretty good to me.”
You look around, the gray stones of a broken city quietly watching you. A city rises above the far shore of the lake behind the god, its tallest towers hidden by the base of the moon. “Do you think I might join you in a swim past the creatures, or is it too far? I'm curious to learn more about this world.”
“They live,” Kihawahini's voice echoes in your mind, “on a nameless rock in the Cerenerian Sea. I would enjoy your company, but this lake is fed by no stream, and out of it no stream flows. To reach the sea, I travel on the wind and rain, which is not yet possible for you.”
She glances into the sky, a light steam flowing from out of her mouth. “If you so desire, we may travel by dreams, but you must decide the route. To the north is a caravan route to the winding River Ai, which flows into the Cerenerian Sea. To the north and west, may be the rumored city Aira, where the Hyaline Nithra could be followed, but we would require a guide. To the north and east is the land of Uthar. From there, we can float down the River Skai into the Southern Sea, which connects to the Cerenerian. To the south and east is the city of Dylath-Leen, where boats which pass the nameless rock gather, bound for Inquanok.”
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"Which route is the most perilous?" I ask. "Which will take the longest? And which do you recommend?"
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