Rumors from the City of Babylon; circa 589 a.d.
“Turn right when the North star falls behind a concrete cloud. How many paces you must walk from there is decided by god. Listen closely. Even god’s guidance is obscured by the dead voices that rise from desert sands. Those lost travelers just want your company. Do not sympathize with them. Ignore them. For they were never in god’s grace.
There are rumors that an ancient city will rise from the desert dunes on the third day of this journey. There are no treasures hidden in the temples or buried in the catacombs, but one will feel peace as they walk the hollow streets. If you close your eyes you will die there. If you touch nothing and wait in the market center without blinking a story will be shared with you…”