Trembling, once more Garrison turned the key, and the box opened. All that he found within was a stack of old papers, a ring, an old piece of flint and a candle... He looked at the ring, and it was plain but for a single four-pointed star and crescent moon emblazoned upon it. He then turned his candle to the stack of papers, and saw etched upon their cover-sheet his father's rose insignia. Trembling, mind now years and distances away from this place, within the dancing candlelight, he began to read... "My dearest Perrion, ...how grey it always seems here as if nothing moves. It seems as if...

Trembling, once more Garrison turned the key, and the box opened. All that he found within was a stack of old papers, a ring, an old piece of flint and a candle... He looked at the ring, and it was plain but for a single four-pointed star and crescent moon emblazoned upon it. He then turned his candle to the stack of papers, and saw etched upon their cover-sheet his father's rose insignia. Trembling, mind now years and distances away from this place, within the dancing candlelight, he began to read... "My dearest Perrion, ...how grey it always seems here as if nothing moves. It seems as if...