2: Haziel
They are a tribe of longevity, but memories fade fast, and paper almost just as quickly. Haziel withdraws the second to last page from a thin folder, the paper yellow and curled at the corners with age.
Yeyare used to write without pause; this folder will never be filled to its rightful entirety. As archivist, he contends with such facts often. But as tribe archivist, he, too, knows that it is abnormalities that make history.
"Would you be able to help me out, as well?"
Fingered gingerly in his hands, is the Cloud Plateau Inscription─certainly, not lost at all.
