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The amber glow from the desk lamp catches his silhouette against the window. Enciodes watches the illuminated streets of Victoria below, where youths his own age move through lives of ease, carriages gliding past. But his eyes hold no reflection of himself among them; they are fixed on the future of Kjerag. Kjerag has no thoroughfare like this, you. My people know no road that does not lose itself to the screaming night, and the outside world has scarcely heard our name. Tell me, would you step into that vast, uncharted white with me?