It was made of the same ubiquitous black stone veined with gleaming crystal. To my weary eyes it seemed to gleam brighter with the same mysterious unlight the other structures gave off. The faint shining outlined on its side glyphs cut deep into its surface. I walked slowly around it. Some, I was sure, were familiar and perhaps twin to those I had copied earlier in the day. Was this then some sort of guidepost, labelled with destinations according to compass headings? I reached out a hand to trace one of the familiar glyphs. The night bent around me. A wave of vertigo swept over me. I clutched
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