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Lacrussa's Writings is located in the [[Dragonwilds:Skekven Kara]] [[Dragonwilds:Dragonkin Vault]].{{Journal entry|There is a crack in the heart of the world and it whispers. Smoke rises from it unlike any I've encountered before. There is no magma vent. No burning coal line underground. There is just emptiness softly smoking, chill as the grave.
{{Infobox Lore Scrap
|name = Lacrussa's Writings
|release = 15 December 2025
|update = Eye on Ashenfall - 0.10
|location = Skekven Kara
|series = Lacrussa's Writings
}}
'''Lacrussa's Writings''' is a [[Dragonwilds:lore scrap]] located in the [[Dragonwilds:Skekven Kara]] [[Dragonwilds:Dragonkin Vault]].
 
==Journal==
{{Journal entry|
There is a crack in the heart of the world and it whispers. Smoke rises from it unlike any I've encountered before. There is no magma vent. No burning coal line underground. There is just emptiness softly smoking, chill as the grave.
 
Smoke should be warm, yet this is colder than ice. A sort of strange frost that seeps into your bones. Though it strangles the air in my lungs as I stare into this fissure, I see only darkness and shadow, all the way down.
Smoke should be warm, yet this is colder than ice. A sort of strange frost that seeps into your bones. Though it strangles the air in my lungs as I stare into this fissure, I see only darkness and shadow, all the way down.
There is a power in it, unlike any I've seen before and I must harness it.
There is a power in it, unlike any I've seen before and I must harness it.
It started with the claw-bones of one of the failed dragon whelps. Exposed to the smoke it twitched and writhed, as if there were still muscles and sinew contracting in motion, not polished bone with no nerves attached.
It started with the claw-bones of one of the failed dragon whelps. Exposed to the smoke it twitched and writhed, as if there were still muscles and sinew contracting in motion, not polished bone with no nerves attached.
There is a song in the whispering smoke. Discordant and strange. Words I don't understand, I'm not even sure it's language. Still, I feel a connection there, like a promise, offering me more. I am not fool enough to listen, the angler fish lure of power is all too familiar to my kind, but still perhaps I can make use of this.
There is a song in the whispering smoke. Discordant and strange. Words I don't understand, I'm not even sure it's language. Still, I feel a connection there, like a promise, offering me more. I am not fool enough to listen, the angler fish lure of power is all too familiar to my kind, but still perhaps I can make use of this.
After all, one must risk everything in the pursuit of knowledge!}}
 
After all, one must risk everything in the pursuit of knowledge!
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