Editing Ruins (section)

===Treasure===
"Treasures" can sometimes be found in the Ruins, things filled with the concentrated emotional energy that has been shed by the echoes there, Warmth to fight the cold, light to fight the darkness, etc. [[Power]]<ref>“Rough patch ahead,” Jessica announced.<br><br>She could talk in the midst of all of this?<br><br>Jessica reached into a pocket, then lifted up a bottle with what looked like a firefly within.<br><br>It flashed, flickered, then glowed, shedding a broad orange light.<br><br>Echoes scampered out of the way. Four, five, or six indistinct shapes, slick and fishlike, pulled away from the gloom. Avery hadn’t even seen them.<br><br>“Hurry. Go, go, before it dims,” Jessica told them. - [https://palewebserial.wordpress.com/2020/09/22 excerpt] from [[Leaving a Mark 4.10]]</ref> Some Others are known to carry these treasures around with them, such as the Ghand (see below),<ref name=g1>“When I get a chance to learn or do something new, I start with the essentials. Stuff that lets me stay in the Ruins longer. Because not much ruins my day more than seeing a glimpse of what I’m after and then having to leave it behind because I have to come up for air. Or food. Or light. [...] Power concentrates, down there. You might see something bright or something that still glimmers, when so little can. Sometimes that’s an echo, or a bird in a rusty birdcage that some skinny guy is carting around. The trick that lets me ‘lose count’ of my snacks and never run out was one of those things.” - [https://palewebserial.wordpress.com/2021/01/02 excerpt] from [[Gone Ahead 7.9]]</ref> or use it as a trap.<ref>Snow was pointing at a distant house. Where every other place seemed so dim, unlit within, there was a warm red light glowing within that place, to the point it lit up the exterior walls.<br><br>“In nearly any other circumstance, I’d go there,” Jessica stated, staring.<br><br>“What is it?”<br><br>“Treasure. Distilled power. Echoes and things shuck off goodness, joy, and serenity here, and those things are pushed away by the grief, sadness, and despair. Those scraps gather and concentrate in a hallow, which pulls in more. Most are small. An apple that glows with a light within, in a dark part of the Ruins, or a small mouse that warms like a fireside without burning flesh. Even those are valuable.”<br><br>“That doesn’t look small,” Avery noted.<br><br>“No. Which makes me think it’s bait.” - [https://palewebserial.wordpress.com/2021/01/16 excerpt] from [[Vanishing Points 8.3]]</ref>