“Stone melts in the sunlight,” Zeal said. “The stones of the Sunlit People don’t,” Contemplation continued. “They are deep. The Cinder King believes this; that’s why he’s spent years trying to find a way through that door. And this man here, he came from the Refuge of Stone!” “Yeah, you’re wrong,” Nomad said. He’d expected outcries when he’d come barging in, maybe a fight. Not…whatever this was. “But I don’t particularly care what you believe. Do you know where this door is? The one the disc opens?”
