>Linework of a large frog-like ptal, standing at the start of a winding path with a puddle of ooze behind her. She wears a loose top with a snaking, fur-trimmed garment providing the root of her left sleeve, before worming down her back & around her lower right thigh. Her hair is chopped, & her expression is sullen. Her raised arm touches the smoke that rises from the harsh-angled, geometric fire rising from the sludge, & her hand is seemingly consumed by the marshmallow smoke. The path continues in the background, leading between to two

>Beside the stars, reads “Arrival at… ue-Arucinhvi Macmnè (ue-Aurusnv Newshore)”. Arrows lead from the stars, leading to a bright scarlet icon labelled “real tone view.”

>Two text boxes sit on the image. One that scales across the bottom of the piece, next to a stylized frog, reads, “The water settles on the thought of vile necromancy. Those which it has touched, & the passionate evil done in its name. Stomach churns, seeing it scorch & eat all one could love. How much longer will Gi as we know it live for? What will be left, sacred makhia?” The other, in the top corner & showing a simplified view of the composition, reads, “Mine waking eyes saw a winding road, twin scarlet motes awaiting me afore a trapezoidal entrance of wood. I tried to investigate it, but fell asleep. I always do. You know what it means as much as I do.”