Vaen Wiles -> Take Your Place

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Broken Hearts June. The season is fresh, spring is ending and summer is beginning. Emerald green stalks of grass domminate the plains, covering them with a rich, green carpet. Several, 'heart' trees dot the plains, their pink heart-shaped flowers nestled on the ground and a few still in the branches. The sun is high in the sky, and a few clouds float in the bright blue abyss.	0	0	-- In: ---- By:
Stolen Memories Autumn. The golden, brown, orange and red leaves are caressed on the slight breeze as they float down to the earth. Short, yellow grass blankets the hills. They say this is the famous battle place of Promise and Tyrant, though no one knows for sure. The strong scent of the flower of life is here, that and Promise. His ghost does wander here aimlessly, hopelessly.. though few encounter it.	0	0	-- In: ---- By:
Blood Stained Hills October. The trees are nearly bare, and many horses are beginning to seak shelter in the woods or in herdlands. All but the sturdy, yet stubborn, nomads. The hills here are green now, but in recent past times, they were stained crimson with blood. The great war between the clans of Promise and Tyrant fought here, the great battle field of all times. Near everyone was killed upon these plains. Few survived, course those few were the only direct, and full blood, decendants from Promise and Tyrant. Several more battles have been fought here since then, and these lands are now proclaimed the official battle grounds. Much anger and hate dwells in the air, and chokes those who have good and love in their hearts.	0	0	-- In: ---- By:
Travelers Destiny Febuary. The snow is melting, slowly and spring is near. The dreary gray skies loom over the lands, and occasionaly let fall snowflakes. Though it is only a short shower. It is still quite cold and the rivers are still frozen over. Mountains tower over this place, just waiting for spring so they can send down their massive floods, which wipe out and destroy everything in their path.	0	0	-- In: ---- By:
Cast Away Shores July. The sun is hot and sticky. The air is humid and stuffy. This stretch of beach runs for at least three hundred yards. Behind the beach rises a tall cliff. It looms above the beach, and blocks any from getting in. Er, sorta. A small, yet tall enough for a horse, cave sits in the side of the cliff. It tunnels under it and into the main island of Vaen Wiles	0	0	-- In: ---- By: