Artwork 3: The Third Story. “You built all this?” I say, standing outside the immense city walls. The Ethereal sits, absorbed by their toy. “No, my child.” They look up and smile, “I am a Guardian, I protect that which is most precious. This new city.” Their voice resonates in my chest. “What are you guarding against?” I ask. “Once, what your kind left behind. Now? Not much at all.” They smile. “What about me?” I pause my walk. “No, child, you have learnt much, and are welcome again...” *See main page for more.