From Here To Eternity.

"Of Storm and Squall the monsters preach, down in the shallows, on the beach."

"The benches and raised dais spoke of a forum or lecture hall, at least to my first impression. The strange construct that attacked us with arcane power, however, may have spoken of something else entirely."

"An inscription outside the maze suggested that we use it to focus our thoughts. When we got to the centre, I don't think the statue helped us settle them. What sort of horrible maze-deity does this represent?"

“Sometimes, one curses the limits of one’s linguistic understanding. What was being discussed here? What important secrets lie, untranslated, in these tombs?”

“Two unclear facts about this room arise. Firstly, these ‘sphere machines’. Each of them had a large sphere of natural-looking rock in them. Secondly, a large amount of shelves held bins of forcyte, more than any of us had ever seen in one place. Forcyte is only found through certain divinations, and absolutely cannot be worked. Did the Smoke Elves find a way around this?”

"Slavering jaws. Transfixing gaze. What happened to these people?"

"Ilvari Ve Irth Dyskil'navak said that the things in the bell jars reminded them of prayer wheels, and that they got a distinctly 'divine' feel off of the magic of its mechanism. Curious."

"An orrery! The moons still move, hovering in space above their tracks. We are so far underground that I don’t have means to verify if it’s still accurate after these millennia. And what strange telescopes..."

"A room featuring a strange roofed platform. A groove in the floor suggested it could perhaps move — maybe impelled magically, but there was no obvious place for it to move to, besides between these pillars. Maybe a gate somewhere else?"

“This seemed to be some sort of classroom, although it did appear rather austere and cold, all the walls and furniture made of stone. And the strange tapestries of light, those were fascinating...”

“We found this statue in a secret room. I... I do not wish to countenance what it, or the inscription on its base, meant.”

“For what purpose was this colossal edifice constructed? Beneath its baleful eyeless gaze, I felt my resolve shrivel. Could it move, like the rumoured colossi of the Tryzelith? Why can its gaze still instil such unnatural fear? What is it? Why?”

"The sarcophagus seemed to suggest this was a tomb, although its positioning in what appeared to be plain sight in a thoroughfare suggests this person was very important. The sarcophagus was sealed, and we elected not to disturb them."

“Very beautiful. I was unable to identify the magics that kept these plants in such a flush of life, sealed in a glass terrarium, in complete darkness, for millennia.”

“A fascinating discovery! These glassy prisms have strips of grooves down the side that hold the impression of a page of a book each. Holding the top and running a fingernail down the side implants the information into the mind. Smoke Elven texts are few and far between, and perhaps the fact that they’re unrecognisable as ‘texts’ is why they are so rare in this age.”

“The purpose of this obelisk is unclear. The pillars around it would certainly make uncomfortable seating, but to do what? Look through the hole in the centre of the obelisk?”

"The machine twitched as we approached, the needle leaving a glowing line on the glass cylinder. None of us had any idea as to its function, but it seemed to react strongly to magic."