In the distant wilderness, they spoke your name with reverence and regret.
None could tame our savage souls, yet you accepted the challenge.
Under the palest gaze, you taught, we changed, and our instincts were redeemed.
You brought bugs and beasts a world beyond their wildest dreams.
You granted us our most cherished dreams, one after another.
But alas, our desires knew no end, and you discovered this too late.
What price did it take to tame our savage souls? You gave everything, and still more was taken from you.
Yet desire never faded; dreams remained, while strength ebbed away.
Within this, calamity quietly grew, forcing everyone to withdraw their fierce, overbearing demands, only to reduce us to beasts or empty shells.
Our souls were finally devoured by the light on high.
From your remains, the cries of accusation still rang out:
From the vessel that accepted our pain, our failures, our dreams, that held everything we were...
Within this suffering, we finally discovered an undeniable truth.
For none but pure void could contain such a thing.
-"Elegy for Hallownest"
-Teacher Monomon
The carriage's wooden wheels rolled over the carefully gravel-paved street with a dull rumble.
Countless ordinary bugs and goods passed through this transit hub, traveling throughout Hallownest.
As one of the few regions of Hallownest above the surface, this place was sheltered by Crystal Peak and the Howling Cliffs, safe from the wilderness's wind and sand.
Without a harsh environment or large colonies of beasts, it was home to many of Hallownest's common folk.
Cheap, weak maggots toiled away as laborers.
As the weakest creatures at the very bottom of Hallownest's hierarchy, their role often shifted between labor and food.
The goods were bound for the sprawling network of tunnels leading to every corner of the Kingdom.