I won't say too much, but this was fun for me as I've never been partial to nature writing. But just this one section forced me to do something new: sit outside and write about landscapes. It helped me further imagine what this strange place actually looks like.
This is one of my favourite excerpts not least of which because I get to use my favourite Scots word.
Enjoy!
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Excerpt from Strange Chronicles: The Mighty Orange-Peel by Themo H. Peel
"Between the deserts of Vastist and Vastest is Volcano Run. When Arbea was young these mighty volcanoes rose from the sea creating the continents. Generations later, after the land was established and humanecs began to spread across the world, the volcanoes of Arbea Major erupted again. This time humanecs believed in their power over the land and sought to hold back the searing flood. No one knows what they did or what awful chemics they used to try and stem the flow. But, instead of creating fertile lands in its wake, the lava that flowed to the sea left a giant gleaming scar in the land. To its ist and est the unquenchable deserts of the Vasts were formed.
Despite its
unforgiving nature this blight upon Arbea Major creates a spectacle that almost
makes one forget the horror that humanecs wreaked upon it. When the sun reaches
its zenith at midday and the weather is right it catches the reflective
volcano-stone creating a heavenly haar. The cloud of light dances just above
the land in brilliant purples, golds and reds.
Morgengarde, at the
outer edge of Vastist, was in perfect position to see this spectacle. As the
light tripped across the rubble it looked as if the faelii themselves had come to
sanctify the destruction of the wicked facility."
Some Photoshop imaginings on the Vasts
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| The Vasts - in their usual drab desert |
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| The Vasts - as seen in their faeli splendor |
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