The Isle lurks close off the shoreline, burning eyes cutting through the fierce blizzard that now threatens to bury the world entire - if the glowing fissures don't tear it apart first. Fear grips your heart and you long to help, to find these stones of so much importance, the Runes that would save Mythris, but perhaps it is that very fear which blinds you to their presence.
For now, at least.
There is still time.
Not much...
... But time enough.