Storm On The Isle

 Late into the evening while all others slept, the Tari was busy with her elves.  Deep in the forest they gathered, solemn faces greeting each other as the formed a circle and sunk their hands deep into the islands soil and began their long chants.   As their chanting continued the sky grew darker till a full storm began to rage, battering against the lands…   
With the morning light, the storm had past, the land a bit soaked for the effort, but to the south a new land has been exposed.


About Runa The Wild Elf

Wild Elf, nut addict, sleepless, silly
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