Cascading over a rich silky blue sky filled with winged ornamentals, the cinnamon and pale sherbert mists reflect the early morning suns rising. The fresh sparkle of dew drops glisten on leaves and flowers in the peaceful courtyards. The Suns of Penitakas have whispered their soft breath across shimmering cool marble floors and open doorways. As the evening shadows stretch their arms and close their eyes, they drift away until yonder eve. A days’ life in the north lasts longer as the seasons change slowly. Hovering high over old chilled forgotten lands way to the north, above the peeks of the ‘Lost Hallinbur Mountains’, floats the Ancient Royal Elven City. Tired great dragons come to rest in ancient forests to live out their last days among the peaceful Celestial Elves or ‘Thatsom Elves’ as their otherwise known among the dignitaries in the civilized world. All is tranquil and calm throughout the majestic Realms of Ralinthatsom.
