Reformation Isle
(Continued from here and here WARNING: This post contains disturbing content.)
Those serving penance or those still in grief from the War with Man's World still care for the gardens. Still ponds continue to welcome refugees. Despite the soothing beauty here - unparalleled outside of the realms of Gods - there is a stillness and sadness to this place. Like all of this nation, however, the bedrock of this place is pain and the beauty is what grows on top of it. It is a reflection of the outside world in a sense, with the floodplains of mighty rivers giving life growing silt to those on their shores. To create the most cultivated and cultured places in the world - from the depths of Atlantis, to the shores of the many islands she once and still does in her fashion rule, and even the far off shores of Lady Pele` - one needs fire. Volcanic, uncontrollable, wrathful and unbelievably destructive.
As Hera watches the proceedings in the nearly forgotten cave by the sea, she wonders if her wise stepdaughter would be able to tell her how many volcanoes would equal the power of what her charge unleashed in the Quarqi capital.
Those serving penance or those still in grief from the War with Man's World still care for the gardens. Still ponds continue to welcome refugees. Despite the soothing beauty here - unparalleled outside of the realms of Gods - there is a stillness and sadness to this place. Like all of this nation, however, the bedrock of this place is pain and the beauty is what grows on top of it. It is a reflection of the outside world in a sense, with the floodplains of mighty rivers giving life growing silt to those on their shores. To create the most cultivated and cultured places in the world - from the depths of Atlantis, to the shores of the many islands she once and still does in her fashion rule, and even the far off shores of Lady Pele` - one needs fire. Volcanic, uncontrollable, wrathful and unbelievably destructive.
As Hera watches the proceedings in the nearly forgotten cave by the sea, she wonders if her wise stepdaughter would be able to tell her how many volcanoes would equal the power of what her charge unleashed in the Quarqi capital.