Worn books, hidden paths, striking vistas, and displaced machinery- an accumulation of images from, inspired by, and relevant to the ages of Myst.

Anna stood at the center of the strange circle of rock and dust and looked about her, her eyes half-lidded.

"…It looks natural. It looks … well, I imagine that from above it would look like a giant drop of water had fallen from the sky."

"Or that sieve of mine." He narrowed his eyes and crouched a moment, studying the pattern of stones by his feet, then shook his head again.

"Vibrations," he said quietly. "Vibrations deep in the earth."

-Anna and her father, The Book of Ti’ana