In the morning light, the snow melted making glistening dew on the grass. On the path ahead stands a forest and before that a small town. I shall not make it there before the night is done so tonight I make my camp under the stars. In the distance I can still see the towering shadow of Doturim. It is strange to have such an obscured view of the horizon, life beyond the city is... beautiful. If the Sorovan Dynasty wanted to keep this hidden from its people then we were naive to think that they had our best interests at heart.