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Oct 6, 2009 15:58:52 GMT -5
Post by Skydancer on Oct 6, 2009 15:58:52 GMT -5
Fallen trotted into the land, this place that had held an attraction to him from the moment his pale eyes had first glimpsed it. It was a land of contrasts, and seemed to symbolize how he himself felt inside. Trees caused dreary, eerie shadows to inch and squirm upon the ground as a breeze shivered through their leaves, yet only a little ways away, golden sunlight turned green grass to shimmering crystals. He could hear the trickling of a nearby stream, though he could not hear it from where he stood. The best part? There was no scent, sound, or sight of another. Not a stag, not a fae. Just himself and this perfect land of shadows and sunlight. Terra name: Broken Shadows DESCRIPTION: Broken Shadows is a land of contrasts. Ancient oaks create a shadowed forest of pure darkness, dead leaves crackling and snapping and the trees creaking threateningly at any who enter through their trunks. If one stays out of this forest, however, they find themselves in a dream of pure grass made golden by sunlight, and a brisk breeze that keeps the heat from becoming insufferable. It can be said that this land resembles its master in the best sense, for here reigns a chieftan who comes from a faraway land, and a complicated past. One cannot be sure when they enter whether they will be welcomed...or broken.
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