Cracked Dome

"When at last we reached the Isle of God's Egg, we suffered great disappointment, hoping to find some great treasure or at least inscriptions of forgotten knowledge.  Instead there was the crystal Egg, cracked, its interior soaked in seawater and long looted.  The ruins were of faceless stone, and the Isle itself a small outcropping devoid of all but mossy grasses and nesting birds.  We gathered fresh water from rocky traps and fresh eggs from nests of skittish birds and sailed south."

From Voyages Upon the White Ocean, found in the Journals of Alrik the Younger.

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