And there was light

These past weeks have been hard. Dunkin and I, we've been stuck in West Themar, and it's getting scarier. People are mean, and there's nowhere safe anymore. I've been running more than I walk, it feels like.
 
The sewers were a bust again – too dark, and now the thieves are fixing up that building where I got in last time. I can't sneak in there anymore. But I've been listening – Dunkin helps me hear things, lots of things. Guards talking about plans for West Themar, thieves planning big steals, and snobby rich folks saying nasty stuff about us here. But none of it helps me or Dunkin.
 
Every day's the same. Wake up, avoid trouble, try to get food, then sleep. But today was different. I was wandering, and I overheard someone missing the old beacon – the one that fell during the blackening. I know that there used to be one here, that's why it's so dark out here now. They said the stone shattered into a million pieces when the beacon fell, but even a tiny piece could be worth so much. I heard that a piece of Lucerian stone, as small as these stones that get stuck under your shoe is worth as much as a horse or even two. They say that they have removed everything already so I don't think that there is any left, but I'm going to try anyway.
 
Hope's been thin, but today, it got a little thicker. Dunkin and I went digging through the rubble where the beacon used to stand. It was a long shot. We searched until the Lucerian stone from the other beacons got brighter again after they dimmed. Just when my fingers felt like giving up, Dunkin scratched at something shiny. And there it was – a shard of Lucerian stone, big enough to light up a whole room... or a sewer!
 
It's amazing. It fits right in my hand and glows so warm and bright. I can't believe it. It's bigger than a stone stuck under your shoe, like way bigger, I thing this is worth as much as a house in the royal district, but I don't want to live there they talk bad about us. I'm gonna use it to find my way through the sewers and get to the farm. That's the plan. A real chance! I can't stop staring at the light. It's like holding a piece of Luceria herself.
 
I feel... different now. Like I've got a bit of the power that's been missing from my world. Tomorrow, Dunkin and I are going to the sewers again. This time, we'll see where we're going. This time, we might just make it out.