It wasn't his, but the mountain brought him peace

Unspeakable violence, betrayal, and impossible revelation had brought Dandelion far from home. Malaise clung to his mind like the Kalakshi itself had reached inside and stained his soul. He wondered if his friends felt the same, wherever they were. His companion was unchanged. Mato still told his jokes and shared his knowledge of the world with all the certainty of stone, and Dandelion wasn't sure if to be concerned or in awe of the tribesman's unwavering spirit. Regardless, it helped to anchor him to the goodness of the world lest he be carried away on the hidden truths they'd come to know.

It was a surprise to him, then, that there, among the ruins of some civilisation that collapsed under its own hubris, under a mountain he had no name for, he found some of his own peace.

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