Two heavy knocks on the door interrupt High Prince Terra’s next thought. He raises but stops me from doing the same.
“You will stay here until someone picks you up,” he orders me before closing the door to his office.
This is my chance. I look around and try to find something useful to bring home. What I need is something to help me translate those elven symbols. They keep popping up everywhere, and I cannot read the characters. Without Eldar, I have no one to teach me. My heart flinches from the loss, but I focus on my task.
I study the bookcase next to the scrolls, hoping a tome of translation or something will be among the other volumes, but there isn’t one. I change focus, searching for books with similar symbols to the one I have at home. Unfortunately, I only find one or two with
