they say if you gaze in the eye of the basilisk it’ll be the last thing that you ever do and if you find the nest of the wyvern slay the mother and the hatchlings born anew might a serpent leave you a flesh-wound, extract the venom before you're paralyzed be sure to destroy the breeding fungal spiders should any arise.. a word spoken by gods a symbol in the water seen if you understand they say the moss that grows on the forest floor guides the path that is destined for you the birds will take you to trees abound with fruit and the beasts, to water to drink in the sun we catch our fish and hunt and by night we’re fire-side you need only the knowledge of your elders and the strength of your will to survive behold a henge to the real worlds dolmens bend and time unfurls ages elapse on ethereal maps foretold the wisdom of another earth…