There was so much about this place that she had yet to discover. Take this room, for example. How many times had she walked past this pathway without even seeing it? Time and again she had overlooked it, busy thinking of ways to learn about the past, in order to make the present and the future more understandable.

And here it had been, all the time. Every answer she had been looking for, every question and silent wonder, explained.

Pity she couldn't decipher it.

Oh, the images were rather self explanatory. There were the gods, four in all, emerging from nothing to shape the land. Three of them she recognized - Spark, Moon, Sun... but the third one was unfamiliar. Was that water and earth, that was depicted around it? She couldn't tell. For all that the pictures were well organized and expertly carved, they could only reveal so much. Once the land lay complete before them, the depiction ended, to the frustration of the girl that so thirsted for knowledge.

What happened after this? What about the fourth god, what about the herd lands, the magic, this endeavor to expand the existing boundaries? It had been made clear that the Blood Falls forest, the winding Green Labyrinth and the glistening Halcyon Flats were not part of the original landscapes of Helovia, suggested by people she had met and confirmed by these etchings.

Muttering angrily to herself the young girl brushed over the reliefs with pearly wings in search of hidden clues. The soft murmur of her voice and steps mingled with that of dripping water over at the spring, together a choral singing her confusion and mounting despair.

"Nothing!" she finally exclaimed, angry enough to swipe away a loose pebble with her tail. It skipped and rolled across the rough stone floor, over the edge of the basin and disappeared with a disembodied 'plop' beneath the surface - completely anticlimactic. Glaring at the ripples that spread over the surface she began to pace, feathers made messy in ruffled agitation and the tail swishing around the legs as though she were an angry feline.

"No answers, no clues, nobody knows anything... How can people even live like this!? How are we supposed to know what to do if there's nothing to look back on?"

She was just a kid, but even she could see how important history was in forming the future. Were the gods keeping them in the dark on purpose?

But no. "The Moon wouldn't do that..."

She was almost completely certain.