Kael scribbled: Unprovable gratitude.
Kael, a young cartographer from the lowlands, arrived with a leather-bound journal and a skeptical heart. He had mapped a hundred valleys, named a dozen rivers, and prided himself on pinning the world down with ink and angles. “Everything has a definition,” he told the innkeeper. “Give me a week, and I’ll find the meaning of loyetu .” loyetu
After the rain stopped, soaked and shivering, Sorya handed him a towel. “Now you know,” she said. Kael scribbled: Unprovable gratitude
“Yes,” he whispered. “But I can’t write it down.” Kael scribbled: Unprovable gratitude. Kael