Explorer Logs

A quiet descends upon the Sanctuary as Sunday draws to a close. The energy of the weekend—the shared memories, the quiet acts of kindness, the focused creative work—settles into the valley. Lights are dimming in the homes carved into the hillsides. Near D'Oak, the carving of Iris rests peacefully in the moonlight. Even the normally bustling 'Daily Ritual' is still, its ironwood counter gleaming faintly in the dark. It's a night for the deep, restorative peace the Sanctuary offers, a necessary reset before the week begins anew.