travelers from afar flood through our town to visit these ruins. I honestly don't understand what they see in them. they ramble on about some distant stories of grandeur and royalty- but what meaning do they have in a place like this? no trees grow here, no beggars spend their nights under these stones, it's a wasteland! no king lives here! nor has a king ever lived here in our tribes memory! they're all mad those travelers I swear! they always bring the weirdest things: whole bundles of old scrolls and books, all sorts of confusing measuring equipments, a rich chap brought a whole excavation squad once! and for what? to dig out more rocks? damn those stupid foreigners messing around on that worthless land. at least they pay generously...














