075: Sweet Reunion

[Carnelia]

The halls of Thalan's home in Elfholm are gilded with glowing blue writing, creating knotted vines and blooming jasmine in delicately applied ink. Between the knotwork are stylistically rendered scenes that do not look much different from the pages of the book about Carnelia the Great.

I reach out a hand but stop short of touching. They are so beautiful and intricate, the paint so vibrant that it looks freshly applied. "How often do you repaint these," I wonder aloud, curious to know how long it might take to create something so fine.

"Maybe once a century," he smiles, "The starstone we crush into the paint keeps it from fading. It also helps that these walls never see sunlight." His words confirm what I already suspected. One of the reasons nobody can find Elfholm is that it doesn't exist on the surface.

"We do have a few waystations above ground, but we prefer to be as close as we can to our sacred crystal. For all other creatures, starstone is exceptionally toxic and