You walk off the path toward the river and follow it down a while. Eventually, the river empties into an open, crystal lake. The water isn't perfectly clear, but the top layer of water appears so. Below, however, you can make out how murky the water really is. Your reflection stares back at you, and the sun finally forces you to step back, as the intensifying heat becomes too much.

You glance over toward the left of the lake and find a small area that seems rather welcoming. You walk over to the place and find that there is a small, home-ish place set up for something. A sign reads:

Hoping to home the young one know as Sirumostarem. He might be a poor builder of the sand stone, but we hope to give him a grand home here at Crystal Myst Lake.

Back to the Wonderous Wood.