This document is found in the elven mage's laboratory inside the ruins northwest of Byways.
Journal entry Edit
- Spiring ash down dreamy hills
- past sparkling waters, Tir ná Lia drifts
- slowly, softly, silently,
- into oblivion.
- Sage lips blacken, frosted bones quiver.
- Before an ice-bound eye can blink
- in distant skies I will watch your descent.