Towards the ancient tower

The love god pointed to ruins, isolated from most of civilization. They predated even him. Mysteries abound. Your eye might be able to find something important among them. At least this was what you hoped.

What initally greeted you was a massive field of ruins. Foundations of buildings. A city. This was once a city. For whom was the question. Might not even be of human construction. No doubt you were not the first to set foot here. Maybe just the first to realize the signifigance of the place. Something that predated a god of all things.

Worn stone paths almost felt smooth to your bare feet. No doubt centuries of footsteps had traced through this place. While there certainly seemed to be no men about, your curiosity was giving you a whole different type of hunger. What secrets could you uncover? Could they help you?

It took two hours of searching the former city before you took a break. Looters had no doubt picked the place clean over the decades, even centuries. Yet you felt some kind of pull on the place. Unfinished business, perhaps even a cloud of malice hung over the place like a fog the longer you stayed. The love god could feel it too. He warned you to keep your gaurd up now.

Gaxing over this field that was the gravesite to a civilization, you felt... something. Just could not feel exactly what. That was almost maddening in a way. An itch that could not be reached. There was an impulse inside you that compelled you to keep searching. No stone would be left unturned.