Est stands at the edge of the water, a solitary figure with eyes reflecting the vast horizon. Her cloak billows gently in the morning breeze, and she breathes in the salt air, remembering a dream that clung to her through the night. "Today feels different. The sea is whispering,"

Est[/@ch_1]'s throat, catching the eye of an old merchant.] The merchant leans closer, his weathered hands trembling slightly as he points to the pendant. "That symbol... it belonged to the lost guardians. Are you seeking their path?" Est nods, determination settling in her gaze. She grips the pendant tightly, feeling its warmth pulse against her skin.

Est ventures deep into the woods, following a trail of faded symbols etched in bark. Birds flit overhead, their songs blending with the distant rush of a river. The path is narrow, but Est presses onward, each step echoing with purpose.

Est kneels beside the spring, tracing the patterns with her fingers. Suddenly, a voice reverberates from the depths of the earth, low and ancient. "The guardians await those who remember. What do you seek, child of the coast?" Est replies, her voice steady despite the tremor in her heart. "I seek belonging. I seek the truth behind the tides."

Est steps forward, her presence activating the murals. Faces of the guardians emerge from the stone, their eyes kind and wise. One guardian reaches out, their hand hovering above Est’s pendant. "You carry our memory. Beyond this threshold, your journey begins anew."

Est smiles, her heart lighter than before. She walks home beneath the stars, each step guided by the promise discovered within. "I am Est. I am part of the guardians, and part of the world."