Caitis il Eridiol (Illustrious)

Caitis has memories of Eridiol. Memories that don’t quite match up. Corridors that turn left rather than right. Tunnels that stretch for yards where they should have branched off. And that’s just in the shape of the Uppers. People are different. Different names, different faces.

Most say she’s misremembering. But Caitis knows something isn’t right.

So she digs.