>Have one last quick look around the village for signs of habitation.
>If nothing else is found, head toward the bridge of light.
>You have a last look around, but you've seen nothing to suggest anyone is inhabiting this place. There are no signs of fires, no garbage, no paths that have been trodden down by constant passage, nothing like that. If anyone has lived here, they have not done so for some time. Nor do you see any other remains of tools or the like, save for the occasional bits of broken pottery. If not for the presence of good mortar and the obvious skill that went into placing these unworked stones, you would be convinced these homes predate most of human civilization.
>You make your way back toward the bridge of light, passing through more grassy fields. As you get close to it, close enough to make out the light from the shimmering, you notice a thumb-sized stone dusted with dirt among the grass. It catches your eye in light of some of the other things you've seen; if it is dirty, likely it was resting in the ground for some time, and if the dirty side is up, likely it was dislodged.
>_