Rain still shimmered on the Black Ark's windows as the companions departed Neris's valley.
Behind them, streams flowed once more across the once-barren land.
Luma rested the Book of Forgotten Names on a wooden table.
Without being touched, another page slowly turned.
The fifth empty circle glowed softly.
Its symbol was unlike the others.
Two open hands reaching toward one another.
Below them appeared a single sentence:
"The longest distance is often between two hearts."
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Rowan adjusted the Ark's course.
"This Companion won't be found in a wilderness."
"He'll be found where people have forgotten how to meet."
Days later, the Ark descended toward a bustling world called Meridale.
From orbit it looked prosperous.
Great cities sparkled beneath the sun.
Trade ships crossed br
