The misty guardian's voice echoed across the rushing river as it spoke the second riddle:
"I have cities, but no houses.
I have mountains, but no trees.
I have water, but no fish.
What am I?"
This one gave us pause. I could see the gears turning in Lukas' mind, his brow furrowed in concentration. Zara's eyes were closed, her lips moving silently as she repeated the riddle to herself.
I let the words wash over me, trying to see beyond their surface meaning. There was something familiar about this riddle, something that tugged at the edges of my memory.
"It's gotta be something that represents these things without actually being them," Lukas mused aloud.
Zara nodded slowly. "Something that shows these features but isn't real..."
Suddenly, it hit me. "A map!" I exclaimed, the answer
