“Those who could rushed to the borders, carrying Cenja’s secrets with them. That which was left behind, Grafan buried – so deep as to never be disinterred. Duier’s great library was unwritten, given to Belka, the only person used to carrying such sorrow. Its buildings were torn down, gravestones shattered, engravings uncarved themselves.
One by one its envoys became a part of Duier once more. Then, when it could hold Corpus back no longer, it brought about its own end. Keen, once a priest of a ghostly moon, saw to both of their unravellings”