As he travels, he finds tiny little stars- drained star shards, fragments of something long since gone. Empty shrines and broken stone lanterns litter the path here and there, leaving the faintest feeling of longing that isn't his own in his heart.

How many days pass? It's hard to tell, but eventually he finds the shattered remain of a stone building. Whatever it was, it must have been grand, but- for now, it is simply... nothing. The ghost of a civilization so long since passed that perhaps it was even an echo during the first age of man.

The scent is stronger.