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Isiri: "...Your world is quite beautiful."

<Character>: "You mean besides the fire and the panicked creatures attacking us?"

Isiri: "Ah. Yes, of course. But such things still have their charm."

Isiri: "Somorah was our home for 3252 years. All we know of other planets has been passed down many times over."

Isiri: "I wonder if the ancient Riftwalkers felt this way when taking in new planets with all of their senses…"

Isiri: "But I am becoming distracted from our task. I can see Atrea floating in the distance from here."

<Character>: "It’s okay. The main threat seems to have passed, and these creatures don’t really pose a challenge."

<Character>: "Why don’t you tell me about Somorah? Did you have sand like this?"

The view of Atrea in the distance fills you with hope!

Isiri: "We had sand, yes. The dark blue dunes were waves across Somorah’s deserts."

Isiri: "Punctuated by lakes and spires of pale blue glass from Wargoth’s wrath."

Isiri: "There was beauty to be found in those, too, as awful as their origin. And now…"

Isiri: "Now they’re gone. Sands and glass and all else. Just history in our song."

<Character>: "...As long as your people continue to survive, that song will never end."