The celebrations continue, but my mind is elsewhere. A gift was presented tonight—a vessel from a distant land that seems to pulse with a life of its own. They say it holds the essence of a spirit, a way to manifest one's deepest desires.
Does anyone else find that the most dangerous things are often wrapped in the most beautiful designs? I have plenty of gold and more power than I can wield, yet I find myself wondering what price such a miracle truly demands.