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| Threw the cloudy mist filled valley, set deep within the mountain range of the faeries...The last form of civilization before you reach the city of the Risen. This is where the Desert meets the sheer bluff above, a point of true Beauty. Close your eyes, this is the gateway to the magic of the Elves. Every day to wake to the sky line of scarlet. Peaking its head apon the small village and the Temple. Its a dream, so far to be untouched, T` is within all our grasps, but we fear to reatch. |
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| Luna Falsifica |
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| This is the City of the Fallen, forever night, cursed by the comming of Reis`Omen. At five the corners of this disolate city there is HellSpine Towers. The city itself seems dead to those behold it. T` is said in the eye of the beholder everything changes. The Towers seem to cast Luna into a brilliant sky blue glow, false at best. Sunken into the horizon, Dreams to come, and those that quake; to never wake after beholding the city of the dead. |
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| The Harbour |
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| Tears of longing lovers are said to pool into this endless river. The skyline seems to consume the timeless blue water as it drifts carefree off the edge of the world. The barrier of the two worlds; are so physically different, yet hold the same principles. Motions blurr into the eyes of many as they try to hurry with their duties, running from this mystical place. The forest entices the explorers to adventure, whist fooling the man who looks for a quick buck. |