Fragmented Dreams
The information flooding into my mind felt like fragmented dreams. Yet those fragments unmistakably hinted at the path to the blood of the sages. Guardian... I understood it to be the guardian spirit of this sanctuary's master, the colossal stone statue. The statue sat enthroned at the sanctuary's center, its presence overwhelming. “Guildmaster... that statue is the Guardian,” I declared. The Guildmaster stared intently at the statue. “...I see... A colossal stone statue... What sort of magical power could it possibly possess...” The statue had been crafted with ancient magic and radiated potent magical energy. That power seemed to envelop the entire sanctuary, repelling any intruders. “According to the texts... it states that to pacify this statue, the ‘Sacred Melody’ is required.” The Guildmaster pulled an aged parchment from his robe. “...This is a parchment containing descriptions of the sanctuary... The melody should be inscribed there.” The parchment bore intricate musical notation. It was written in unique symbols, resembling ancient magical incantations. I studied the notes carefully. They weren't mere musical symbols. This was a special melody, deeply connected to this sanctuary and the stone statue. “...This... bears similarities to the music of the Atlantis civilization...” When I murmured this, the guildmaster couldn't hide his surprise. “...Could it be... the Atlantis civilization was also connected to this sanctuary...?” I repeated the melody inscribed on the parchment in my mind. Then, I conceived the idea of playing that melody on an Atlantis harp. “Guildmaster... Using an Atlantis harp might allow us to play this melody.” The Guildmaster nodded at my suggestion. “...Let's try it... If this melody truly calms the guardian of the sanctuary, it might open the path to the blood of the sages...” We retrieved the Atlantis civilization's lyre. Though scarred and aged by the passage of time, its brilliance had not yet faded. I touched the harp's strings and began to play the melody written on the parchment. At first, the melody was faint and feeble. Yet, gradually, it grew in strength, resonating throughout the entire sanctuary. And when that melody reached the stone statue... the statue began to tremble faintly.
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