Soundcatcher

When he was twenty-three years old, he touched a roll of metal in the ground that he shouldn't have touched. The eyes are gone, but the ears remember the sound sealed in the stone - and a hum from the north that has never been interrupted since that day. He fled to Ximu Town and hid in an attic. There is a woman in the town who shouts "It's coming" to the mountain every day, but no one believes her. One veteran said his bones still remember how often the ground cracked. The blacksmith's daughter put a few stones picked up by the river on his hand and said, "After you leave, I will hide them using the method you taught me." Then a young man named Hull came from the south. He didn't know who he was, but he brought a stone slab from the depths of the mine. When he walked, his left foot was lighter than his right, like someone who often walked in the dark. He stopped at the gate of Ximu Town and heard the buzz. Two people, one can hear but cannot see, the other can see but cannot hear. They walked into the mountain together, knocked on a door that had been closed for a long time, and found a ten-year-old corpse behind the door, and a map that was split into three pieces. Each piece of debris was emitting sounds of the same frequency, pointing in the same direction. The dragon flew over from Helgen without looking at the city wall or the army. He stopped above the sawmill, lowered his head, and confirmed his position. It's not looking for heroes. It comes to those who can hear it.