Al Nair

“I’ve heard them called standing stones, but I’ve seen a lot of them that weren’t standing, just lying on their sides. We always stop for the day when we find one, unless we’re in a terrible hurry.” I stopped, realizing I was babbling. “I’ve known them by a different name. Waystones,” Ben said quietly. He looked old and tired. After a moment he asked, “Why do you stop when you find one?” “We just always do. It’s a break from the road.” I thought for a moment. “I think they’re supposed to be good luck.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind