“ An echo is a part of the past that refuses to fade away.” Elysianna, cleric of Branchala     Second Guild Day of Decadre, 126 HR Morânia felt as if she were waking from a bad dream. Beneath her palms, she could feel the cold stone floor where she had cautiously settled herself. The floor in the House of Visions … Yes, there she was. It took her a moment to get her bearings. The room around her only slowly shifted back into her focus, as if her mind were struggling to break free from the grip of what she had just seen. What they all had seen. Jana had asked them to come here: Kiyoshi, Naghûl, Lereia, Sgillin and Morânia herself. She hadn’t been able to explain it in detail, but she had had the urgent feeling that the strange house had called to her. Not with words, but with that peculiar sensation she sometimes had just before a vision. As if the building wanted to show her something that had to be seen. And as always when they entered the house, they had fe...