MAXWELL'S POV
We left Iona and traveled back to Elisera, and I opted to leave Emmet behind as I rushed back to Sith Castle. The lord of the castle had left Sith Mountain, and I opted to follow them to Sith Mountain before I could even approach the entrance of Sith Mountain, I heard the whispers in the wind, and I stood at their edge, a mere shadow as I listened in. I opted to go to the top of Mount Sith as the cry of the mountains was a haunting, almost mournful symphony that spoke to the depths of my immortal soul. It was a sound that resonated through the very core of my being.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!