The Dark Device of the Great Chasm, Chapter 2

Five weeks of sail later.
Amates 15, 1277. Windtracer Company Records Hall, City of Ishnanor. Planus Continent     

     “I can’t believe you did it.”
 
    I frowned at Lorekeeper Ihodis Jenro and his comment, then set the gray, box-shaped relic on the desk between us. It was no larger than a loaf of bread. The thing was stained, battered, but despite age and travel, none the worse for wear. At least, that is, for a thousand year old relic.
 
    The Lorekeeper’s sky-blue eyes lit up at the sight of ...