Time is a long road, and life is a relentless journey. We always walk through it in a daze, listening to the passage of time, looking at the vast expanse of the years, never knowing when we'll arrive at the end, and what's gone never looks back.
Xiuxoke never looked back. Under the stars and the moon, he traveled day and night with his handful of trusted aides, taking just two days to reach the Lerma River. He climbed a small hill on the river's edge and looked out. At that moment, another sun was setting, and the rivermouth fortress stood majestic amid the evening glow. The Lerma River flowed mightily to the west, its surface undulating with shimmering waves, like the dazzling ribbons of the Earth Mother Goddess.
"Truly a boon from the spirits! A great river that connects the east and west of the Alliance!"