Folk of the wood and sacred cult of the Hawk hasn’t survived in vain before the land turned to dust. The descendants of Lithos bequeathed nothing for preserving the monuments of the Castaway mankind, only legacy of the further journey has remained. Vainly he rejected the favour that everyone requested. He knelt down, his head was lowered and a continuous mourning far in the distance, was the only thing he was able to hear … ‘Twas the time to get prepared for the journey...
