These trellises of hotsprings lead onwards, and you can see that there
must be more to this song than you originally thought. Brightness seems
to have wandered off, leaving you on your own. Here you see another
small gathering around yet another pool, which trickles lazily over
into another, larger pool in teh ground. Whomever did these rock pools
put a lot of work into them. These Samanayrs, for the most part, ignore
you.
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