Who knew all of this was down here? An entire civilisation lost to the surfaceworld. A cosmic vista wrapped within a skin of stone. The dangers are no different, though. There are creatures, mimics, which turn my own strengths against me. I feel that I no longer know my own abilities for if mimicry is true then I am capable of so much more. This I must think on for a while. At least I have this vista to ease the passage of my thoughts.