The consistency of scent from the cloth indicated an even split of time between the city and seaside, though what that meant she couldn't tell yet. She turned back to the symbols.

"Do you think this has to do with that?" she asked, "Like a rebellion against using it as a power source?"

She walked closer, trying to figure out what the phrase had been written in, touching her fingers gently to the words.

"What about the destruction? Was this all random, or was there a specific target?"