Vaen Wiles -> Begin Your Journey

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Glassy Hills Sunet. A beautiful thing. It`s many colors and oddities, just the way it was. It lit a small spread, though this spread was all hills. It was covered with the juciest grasses, and the sweetest of lavendar. A small stream runs through the valley in a crooked, ugly way, but none the less, is refreshing. Small trees scatter the hills, dotting the horizon with a beautful touch. Happiness has been found here, and much, much more will to come.. though the future remains secret.	1	10	Dec 29 2006, 01:30 AM In: +-- My Fate Has Brought Me --+ By: Kandy
Snowy Caves Snow. It spelked the landspace, covering it in a soft, white blanket. Several bare trees dot the sides of the mountain. Though the scene is dreamy, it is not the main attraction. A large set of caves lies to the west of the mountain, covering most of this side. Wolves come and go, they have seen many come in tow. The caves are said to have ben formed by the top of the mountain colapsing, though never making it to the bottom of its base. As time passed, the melted snow, now water, eroded and created the hollow caverns, which are now caves. Some say that the one that is actually burried beneath the snow and muck, is a ice cavern and few know the scret entrance to it.	0	0	-- In: ---- By:
Jagged Cliffs Afternoon. A hot breeze drifts past you and you stand calmly on the edge of the mountain. The high height makes you dizzy, though you cannot tear your gaze from the sigh before you. A large, vast desert spreads beneath your very feet. In the distance, a oasis can be seen. A great canyon stands about you, towering, yet still, above you. Its chestnut walls catch the sunlight and grasp it, not letting go. The cliffs have many odd shapes, and you are wary of the many sharp edges many of them have.	1	0	Jan 27 2007, 05:46 PM In: Gingerale By: 13horses
Dandelion Meadows Morning. The sun catched small, weak, and new, shafts of light, sending them down to the earth below. Dandelions dot the grass that covers the meadow, making it near white. What grass is visible, jots up through, making obvious weeds. The lands stretch far north, as far as the eye can see. Though prey animals be wary, there is no cover and you can easily be seen and hunted.	0	0	-- In: ---- By:
Entranced Lake Daybreak. Thick clouds of smoke gather off the top of the water, forming in great swirls and causing the visiblity to be only about two feet tops. Creatures lurk in this misty moor, watching, waiting for the right moment to strike.. The banks are steep, and hard to climb up. They are near vertical, and range from zero to three feet in height. Where there is flat land, it is covered with trees and dense foliage. Slippery mud, leaves and pine straw litter the gournd, making movement risky. Be careful and mindful, and watch your step.	0	0	-- In: ---- By:
Keen Wood Mid-afternoon. Shafts of light pillar down from holes in the thick canopy formed by the trees. Thick layers of leaves and decomposing foliage litter the earthen floor. Small buzzards circle endlessly abve the trees, screaching their death calls. The sky is gray and overcast, threatening a storm. Slight winds pick their way through the wood, chilling those in their path. It all seems so lifeless.	0	0	-- In: ---- By:
Black Forest Night. No light is sent through, none at all. The forest is cast in the night`s shadow, blanketed in a thick blackness. The lands are gloomy, and only those who know their way through the odd labrith of this forest survive the night. Many mysterious disappeaances have occursed here lately, thogh the reason is a big mystery. Several are wary to enter, though many young and ambitious enter and are unfortunately lost for forever.	0	0	-- In: ---- By:
Saphire Falls Spring. Fresh water falls off the cliffs of the mountains. It gathers in small pools at the base and flows evenly throughout the lands. The curve and wind with the land, never cutting straight through them. They are clear as glass and the color of pure saphire.	0	0	-- In: ---- By:
Crimson Skies Fall. Leaves are caressed in the arms of the breeze, gently floating down onto the softly padded earth. The sky is always blood red, and the crimson and black stained clouds hover endlessly over the plains. Jagged peaks jut out over them, sillouheted black against the bright red sky.	0	0	-- In: ---- By:
Crimson Skies Fall. Leaves are caressed in the arms of the breeze, gently floating down onto the softly padded earth. The sky is always blood red, and the crimson and black stained clouds hover endlessly over the plains. Jagged peaks jut out over them, sillouheted black against the bright red sky.	0	0	-- In: ---- By:
Emerald Plains Summer. Tall, lush, emerald stalks sway gently back and forth in the hot and humid summer breezes that drift into the valley. It covers a vast stretch of land, acres and acres. Mostly horses with the element of light and sun can dwell here. The ones with the element of snow, and the season winter will perish.	0	0	-- In: ---- By: