When solid ground grows soft with emerald moss and rivulets of black mud, and coffee-colored water pours slowly around the trunks of densely carpeted trees, this marks the beginning of Laod Mor: the swamp of Blossom Forest. Time itself seems to slow to a soporific crawl . . . the humid jungle air grows stagnant, thick with the scent of rich flooded earth and an abundance of green things that can be found nowhere else—except perhaps Caidir Olc. In some areas of the swamp, water rises so high the only way to cross it is to crawl across fallen logs or massive roots arching from their liquid beds; in other places a wolf might wade easily through the mire—or find a fortunate stretch of mostly dry earth. Pieces of the great river, Glaesfaet Sceawere, also slice through from time to time: small falls that feed into surprisingly clear pools, only to terminate into tar-like pits. Of course, Laod Mor’s beauty shines brightest at night. Here, fireflies gather at all times of the year . . . suffusing the shadowy place with millions of twinkling lights.

Those looking to hunt here of course find a myriad of water prey, including caiman, turtles, fish, crayfish, otters, and toads.


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It was relatively early in the day, from what I could tell with my cataracts, and the constant aching in my back tended to agree with my thoughts. Early in the day was when my back hurt most, due to the stiffness it gathered as I slept. What I need to do at this time of day was stretch it out, and do some sort of therapy for it, but I knew none of it could cure my condition. A cancerous tumor on your spine couldn't just go away. I knew it would be the death of me, I just had to find a way to cope.

I let my greying legs carry me out of my den, trembling under the weight of my body, and aching along with my back as I limped through the forest. Water therapy was always best for pains, so I had decided to find my way to the falls. My dark green eyes found the rushing waters that fed the falls, and I decided to follow them to the slope of the falling waters. I slowly made my way down the edge of the falls, flinging the large pool at the bottom, and a pretty little lady sitting with her golden gaze locked in on the water. I smiled for once in a long time, letting it fade as I stepped under the pressure of falls, letting it massage away the pain. I found myself laying down as my legs became tired, but I kept my eyes on the white woman. She was quite a lovely little specimen, and she looked quite at peace with the world for now. Maybe she would be pleasant to carry a conversation with?

✝ Sylus ✝ Dragon ✝ Elder ✝ Unbound


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