Post by WolfGlint on Mar 30, 2008 12:14:08 GMT -5
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Can you travel far enough to get to the lands of Wolf Glint, into the forests and past the trees to the world waiting within? Can you smell the grass catching in your nose, the morning dew beneath your paws, the wind clashing with your face as you glide farther into a territory you have never yet seen?
Are you intelligent enough to brave the darkest of nights to find a hollow, waterfall crashing in a sweet harmony, with fireflies dancing on the breeze? Watch the fish swim carefully through the rushing liquid, then dip in a paw for a quick catch.
Is it possible for you to get to the place where trees and thicket rule much of the land? Through the clearing, see the den of the wolves. Are they forgotten, or are they lying in wait?
Bright sunlight, filter through the clearing. It caresses berries and the fresh rainwater on the greenery, making it lush with plant-life. A pond gushing wish splashing fish adds a touch of other beings. Hot In the hours of day, then cool and refreshing by the time of night.
Ash covering the ground, a towering volcano ahead, the heat blazing towards the skies. Beware the dark soot, clinging to your paws, your pelt, smothering your lungs as you try to move onward. Death is painted in the air of the area, a cruel, slow torture into the depths of scalding magma.
And at last, the rolling sands of a beach. Gentle, crashing waves sweeping over your paws, sunlight glimmering off of it and gems found here.
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