The Janus' Steed who have visited the skies. This manuscript serves as proof of their existence.
Sky Reconnaissance Logs of the Divine Foal
Day 1 Two matters to report, one good and one bad. The good news is that the city in the sky truly exists. This discovery alone would ensure our promotion to priests upon our return! The bad news is that we can't go back, haha.
Day 3 We've installed numerous secret passages and gained a preliminary understanding of this fortress's structure. To think those barbaric Ladonians share the same noble lineage as the esteemed healers of the Twilight Courtyard? I still find this hard to believe.
Day 5 We discovered documents left by sky dwellers with extensive records of ceremonial activities. While specific forms vary by racial origin, they share a common characteristic — put simply, throwing things down from the sky. Thinking back to folk tales about food raining from the sky and weapons falling from above, one must consider their connection to these sky rituals.
Day 8 I've seen lions and heard birds sing, but never a lion imitating bird calls. Also, the divine foal is made of wood, not a real horse — so please stop staring at me like that, it's creepy!
Day 9 Pursued by a pegasus, lost all our supplies. Our provisions are nearly depleted, yet this iron-stone fortress shows not a single sign of life. What will we do when hunger truly strikes?
Day 10 Found a solution.
Day 15 My companion could no longer endure the torment of sky-bound existence and merged his soul essence with the divine foal. This was his choice. I was powerless to intervene.
Day 17 Major breakthrough in our investigation of Skyfolk history — the complete version of the forbidden legend of the Daythunder Knight and Aquila! Though written in a style apparently aimed at younger readers and featuring sacrilegious illustrations, it matters not. Historians should pursue knowledge with childlike eagerness. — Surely this isn't merely some ancient comic book, right?
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Day 24 The boredom has become unbearable. I've collected various small trinkets from around here, placed them in a box, and left it at the divine foal's resting place. Perhaps someone will discover them in the future. I've had a revelation — could this be the true origin of treasure chests in mazes?
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Day 33 The High Priest has come to rescue me! Praise Janus!!! My companion has become one with the divine foal, which is deeply regrettable. I shed tears, but they were of no avail. I record here the most important discovery of this journey as a conclusion, hoping to offer some small assistance to future generations.
—The wooden planks of the divine foal can satisfy hunger, and their taste is quite acceptable.