Black soil

"The burned out wreck, where the murderous child took refuge, is again alive with footsteps and voices. Ahura my witness, I would not stop the these fools from digging into the foundations even if I could, yet my heart trembles with worry from every impact of pick on stone. Something was buried there, buried well, and done so for a reason... And while these men of flesh and metal dig with curiosity and greed in their eyes, I think of the Fog and remember ancient wisdom, told to the people countless times: "Nothing good ever comes from under the sands"."