Chapter 135 — The Roadside Grave
Author: Ryco
last update2026-11-02 11:39:56

A roadside grave appeared between Openfield and the first gate.

No body lay beneath it. Only a sword, a bell, and a page from the atlas were buried there.

The grave belonged to no one.

Travelers began leaving objects beside it. A scarf. A cup. A child's drawing. A broken chain. A letter addressed to someone who might never read it.

Rook visited from Linefall.

He stood before the grave for a long time.

“Do you know who it is?” Kael asked.

“No.”

“Then why come?”

“Because someone built it.”

They s
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