It took nearly two weeks to trek through the cold desert; Matheunis nearly claimed all of your lives at one point or another. After that came the Southern Wall, taller than the tallest building any of you had seen, and exuding cold to bite through all but the most powerful of numenera. Two days of ascent brought you to the top, and from there you could see the glow.
Another day to climb down to the icy flat-lands beyond the wall, and three more trekking across windswept ice and little else. Now you stand within a mile of the source, and wonder what the ancients were thinking...
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