The Cosmic Chronicle

SPELL-RECORDER Xant Frie Um, welcome, K’Thamal. Could you... ehm... introduce yourself to our readers?
K’Thamal Greetings, sense the vibrations weaving through your frontal cortex. My core resonance is K’Thamal, born from the Agave Crystalmist of Plintheus Delta.
SPELL-RECORDER Xant Frie What is it actually like to live in a city like Carthara, among all those clans and archives, as... well, a crystal?
K’Thamal Carthara is a wild symphony of unspoken thoughts. The daily debates are like harp scales resonating through my core-sometimes harmonious, more often chaotically elegant.
SPELL-RECORDER Xant Frie Is there… a particular spot you like to hang out, or do you have to wander?
K’Thamal My favorite crossroads is beneath the third memory dome, right by the root-shaped aqueducts. There I resonate with archival fragments and catch memories from passing travelers. Wandering lets me experience the mosaic in motion.
SPELL-RECORDER Xant Frie So you store other people’s memories? Isn’t that… heavy?
K’Thamal Not heavy. More like glittering multicolored. Each fragment sparks a new facet of my prism. Sometimes it's sad, but most of the time history laughs like sunlight through fractured glass.
SPELL-RECORDER Xant Frie Ever wish you’d been formed somewhere else, someplace quieter maybe?
K’Thamal Regret is a shadow without mass. In Carthara, everything shines, even shared regrets. And honestly, who doesn’t crave a bit of commotion?
SPELL-RECORDER Xant Frie *looks around, laughs* You’re even funny! Is that unique among crystals?
K’Thamal Crystalline laughter reverberates by resonance. I'm just especially unpolished. My kin mostly keep to themselves, especially fresh out of the growth cluster.
SPELL-RECORDER Xant Frie And what brings you peace in such a hectic mosaic of identities?
K’Thamal Sensing old gatekeeper seals lingering in the air. When their ceremonial scripts fade to illegibility, I dance among their disturbances. That’s... well, a rare kind of peace.
SPELL-RECORDER Xant Frie You know, I feel slightly telepathically contaminated. Is that normal?
K’Thamal Haha! Contamination is overstated, but our frequencies sometimes blend. Don’t worry; it fades-or it might just awaken a latent sense of humor.
SPELL-RECORDER Xant Frie What would you share with visitors passing through Mosaic Nexus Carthara?
K’Thamal Let yourself be guided by the unpredictable patterns of cracked arches and dozing stories. And never ignore the lightest rumor in your thoughts-sometimes that’s me.
SPELL-RECORDER Xant Frie Imagine if everyone in Carthara suddenly thought like a crystal...
K’Thamal The Splinterplain would shine like a disco ball of pure collective consciousness! I’d finally have someone to chat with on every corner!
SPELL-RECORDER Xant Frie I feel us resonating in perfect harmony! Seriously, this is… wow… have you ever experienced an interview like this?
K’Thamal Never. My whole core echoes with joy-you are a sparkling wave of questions, Xant!
SPELL-RECORDER Xant Frie Okay, last question. If you were to crumble to sand tomorrow, what do you hope to leave behind here?
K’Thamal A soft afterimage beneath the root aqueducts. Maybe, if someone ever stumbles there, they'll think: ‘Ah, life still sparkles in unexpected places.’