Your wanderings through the sacred grove of knowledge have been rewarded - ahead of you, you see a flickering glow, and a shadowy figure dancing on an upthrust slab of stone. A trickle of seemingly sourceless music weaves around you, half familiar, yet wholly new, speaking to something inside of you; its voiceless melody speaks in echoes, of a peace that may be found here, even for the traveller whose path does not always take them through peaceful places. The knowledge arises within you, like the gentle upwelling of a spring within an oasis, that you are welcome here, as long as you honor that peace during your visit.