Her Gossamer Threads

So she gathered many of her strands together and wove them into a form of her choosing, and she hung there in the heavens as a ball of silvery light. She was named Ea-Raena, that is "the beauty of youth,' who the dwarves called Dunareu, though in after days she was called Mailahm, the Maiden of Night. ~ The Codex of Aihrde

Meadows for Borders

The forest gives way to an open meadow, perhaps a farmer's field. But there is little sign of furrows in the earth, only a fog settling over all. Somewhere in the distance a voice bellows, deep and mean, filled with a hunger that makes the coming night seem all the more dark. ~ The World of Aihrde

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Like Old Trolls

The trees stood like old trolls, straight but gnarled. And it the truth that trolls become rooted to the ground over time, weighed down by the life's evil work. Entering the forest seems reckless, but it is the only way forward. ~ The World of Aihrde

Beyond the Valley

Steeped in mist and the shadows of the early evening the valley seems wide and the trees to yield no easy path. Beyond lie the western slopes of the Voralbergs. Somewhere in that wild country stands the Witch's Tower and the Ring of Athaile. ~ The World of Aihrde