Glaesfaet Sceawere is the name gifted to the mother river that flows through the center of Blossom Forest, bringing life and sustenance to all of the lands. It breaks off in many places, giving birth to smaller streams and estuaries, but the main body flows from the lake high in the north in Dierne Hrof all the way south down through Uyaraut to empty into the ocean. It is a fresh water river, but down through Uyaraut, the salt water does taint it. In places, parts of the river are underground and run through caverns unseen from aboveground.

Water buffalo grace these shores - with plenty of meat, though at a dangerous cost. Many river trout leap upstream daily.

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THE CALM THE STORM [ OPEN]
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The Calm | The Storm :: The Flood |The Depths


It was an odd feeling. She had nowhere to be. No place in life. She had started over. Her home was gone yet that would never stop her sharp tongue. She knew who she was and nothing would change that - not the flood, not the sounds that etched into her brain of those lost then . . . Nothing . . . The storm was a curse none the less. Just like everything else in her life. A curse.

Mother sat alone on her throne, Father . . . What Father? She didn't have one as far as she was concerned. He was almost ruler, his family - his parents and him were so ungrateful even after they were welcomed as outsiders together. His mother, her grandmother never wanted her. She forced her grandfather to never touch her, and she herself never would either. Mother abandoned her. Put her down. She never acted like she truly wanted her around.

She shook her head. That was the least of it . . . She remembered as a child, her mothers vocals that would ring out in an attempt to reach her father . . . For him to see her. But he never answered back . . . Mother had told her about how he had never even wanted her to be born, that he had abused her to try and make her miscarry. Shewas at a loss of words. Though in time, it made her realize her strength. She was strong enough to face the day as the forever unwanted. The forever alone and forgotten. She thought about her past too often . . .

It was time for change. The woman in gray made her way to a river. The first sign she'd seen of life or liquid anywhere. The snow on the ground crunched under her pads as her muscular form trailed to the water, lapping up its cold fluids with her tongue. She had no pity. Her heart was ice like the calm waters by the banks. One ruby, and one icy blue orb peered around as her head lifted to look as if she heard as noise. Black lines trailed over her gray muzzle and white dots lined under her mismatched orbs. She was quite the oddity but at the same time, without realizing it - she had become something beautiful.




”You think I don't know what you did?”






& Now Your Demons Have Found You
& Now Like Shadows Surround You
& Now These Demons Have Bound You & They're Dragging You Back To H E L L


Storm
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