The Chapter That Burned in Sunlight

Sit again, $N, and hear the rest. This leaf held words that burned whoever read them by direct light of day, not as a manner of speaking: the ink itself was cut to catch fire the moment true sunlight touched it, so it could only ever be read by lamplight, in secret, at night. The Binders would not risk a page that dangerous surviving in one piece, so they melted it into the sand here and let the noon sun scatter its words across every wandering spot of fire this glass throws, certain no one would ever stand inside enough of those spots at once to read a single whole sentence. The Glossator spent a whole burning season chasing the spots from dune to dune, holding still in each one just long enough to catch a scattered word, until they had gathered enough to almost complete the sentence, and left what they had caught here when the season finally turned before their reading did. Go and read what the light gave up.

Experience

7500

Currency reward

32s 0c

Repeatable

No

Sigil

Ledger and ink