A letter describing the Seventh World of Grista

Meried, a traveler from the First World of Grista, sent this letter with a messaging spell that is currently lost. It looks like a hairpin and reproduces Meried's voice. The letter was for his friend and first love, a woman from the Fifth World. The contents are relevant for many more people.
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Publication Status

The original is kept by The Society of Enlightened Worlds. Copies, transcriptions, excerpts and translations had been published by different historians. It's particularly famous in The First and Seventh Worlds of Grista.

Historical Details

Background

Meried kept detailed descriptions of each world he visited. The Seventh World was the exception, this message seems to be his only recorded opinion on this place.

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A letter describing the Seventh World of Grista

(...) The reason I write to you from the Eight world, is not because I had skipped the Seventh. Neither did I find an echo of the afterlife in there—although I was somewhat close to walking that path. They are simply not welcoming people, and I had no time to write a letter then... Or to learn.
There is a huge structure close to the place where I landed, and a floating settlement. And I don't mean boats or anything like that. Their small city was floating in the air, like a bird planning. But the area that could work as wings was too small for such a task. They must have been using magic to fuel the monstrosity. I wanted to visit both the building and the floating city, and take the south road to what they called their capital... Or was it capitol? They didn't have many people who knew the first language, and they used a confusing tone that I find harder to follow than the new languages.
Where was I?. Ah, yes. They seem to have a deep connection with magic, if they can change even the pull that the ground has on objects.
But they are superstitious and took me for an evil spirit—or evil man, at least. I'm still very confused about it. They feared my magic. First they accused me of something they call “wichatry”, because I can go from one world to another. When I tried to explain it, they said that this kind of magic is sacrilegious.
They threatened to kill me! Can you believe It!? I took the offer of leaving before they could change their mind. This place is not exactly safe either, (...)

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Type

Text, Letter

Medium

Crystal, Magical

Authoring Date

Year 114 of Discovery (2th month?)