It was in the second week of summer that our group drew to a halt in a valley that was filled with light and warmth. The grove where we had stopped was wide enough for twenty grown men to stand side to side, and stretched onwards out of sight. Here, Jerex, our leader, stepped forward and spoke thus: 'Let us rest here. Let us build a place where we can rest and gather our strength. Let us grow grain and plough the land, and let us grow in number. For it is clear for all to see that Visam himself has guided us here, to strike the balance against all the horror that the world has seen; such beauty as this can only be the work of the Gods themselves.' After having spoken thus, he knelt down and offered a prayer to those who watch over land, sea, air and man.