Fill: Challenge 161, Original, Lemy'es
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tenminutesadayI was needing to rewrite this bit as I re-figured where exactly Engama sits within a little sheltered valley at the end of a canyon.
Another carriage joined them as they rounded the westernmost outcropping of the Anlizer Mountains, pulled at the same crisp pace and in the same style as the one Sray and her companions traveled in. From Sray’s home she could see the southern end of the mountain range, which swung North and West and divided Ela’yas from Kamenlohn. The Anlizer River, nearly three hundred miles to the North, flowed westward from the peaks of the mountains that shared its name, forming the Northern border between Ela’yas and Beheil. To the south and east the mountains angled towards the Zethennis sea. The Solnerrith river flowed westward forming the border between Ela’yas and it’s southern neighbor, Gollan.
Shrubby trees took over the grass and eventually gave way to an aged forest of slender pines. At the next relay they were joined by a third carriage and turned East. During the final change of teams they were joined by two more carriages and merged together onto a single road that angled southeast and aligned with the path of a small river. The road started to incline, weaving and winding alongside the river as it tucked up into a canyon. The mountains rose sharply on both sides and the road rose and twisted alongside the river.
Light faded within the canyon and the sky turned colors above them. The road slowly leveled out and the mountains fell away, opening into a valley where a few pale gold beams illuminated the floor. The river, which had wound along to their left as they traveled east, cut South as the valley widened and they crossed it over a sturdy stone bridge. As the horses slowed in their approach Sray caught a glimpse of a massive building. The pale walls reflected the yellow-orange light of the setting sun. Several smaller structures were dwarfed behind it, further into the valley. Kirren and Elima threw their heads out the windows, gasping and giggling excitedly as they drew near the school. Sray couldn't help but feel more nervous.
They finally stopped and the carriages rocked as hands unloaded the luggage before the new students were helped out. Sray claimed her two bags and noticed there were just over a dozen of them and they milled about uncertainly as the carriages moved off. This could not have been the whole school. It was too much for so few. Sray breathed deeply as she clutched the handle of her case, looking around her and taking in the scene. Returning students must have arrived before them, as there was some movement around the grounds, mostly filtering back into the massive building that loomed a short distance from where they stood. Those near her whispered and chatted, excited and nervous as they exchanged names and hometowns.
I'm going to try hard to share something each week here.
Another carriage joined them as they rounded the westernmost outcropping of the Anlizer Mountains, pulled at the same crisp pace and in the same style as the one Sray and her companions traveled in. From Sray’s home she could see the southern end of the mountain range, which swung North and West and divided Ela’yas from Kamenlohn. The Anlizer River, nearly three hundred miles to the North, flowed westward from the peaks of the mountains that shared its name, forming the Northern border between Ela’yas and Beheil. To the south and east the mountains angled towards the Zethennis sea. The Solnerrith river flowed westward forming the border between Ela’yas and it’s southern neighbor, Gollan.
Shrubby trees took over the grass and eventually gave way to an aged forest of slender pines. At the next relay they were joined by a third carriage and turned East. During the final change of teams they were joined by two more carriages and merged together onto a single road that angled southeast and aligned with the path of a small river. The road started to incline, weaving and winding alongside the river as it tucked up into a canyon. The mountains rose sharply on both sides and the road rose and twisted alongside the river.
Light faded within the canyon and the sky turned colors above them. The road slowly leveled out and the mountains fell away, opening into a valley where a few pale gold beams illuminated the floor. The river, which had wound along to their left as they traveled east, cut South as the valley widened and they crossed it over a sturdy stone bridge. As the horses slowed in their approach Sray caught a glimpse of a massive building. The pale walls reflected the yellow-orange light of the setting sun. Several smaller structures were dwarfed behind it, further into the valley. Kirren and Elima threw their heads out the windows, gasping and giggling excitedly as they drew near the school. Sray couldn't help but feel more nervous.
They finally stopped and the carriages rocked as hands unloaded the luggage before the new students were helped out. Sray claimed her two bags and noticed there were just over a dozen of them and they milled about uncertainly as the carriages moved off. This could not have been the whole school. It was too much for so few. Sray breathed deeply as she clutched the handle of her case, looking around her and taking in the scene. Returning students must have arrived before them, as there was some movement around the grounds, mostly filtering back into the massive building that loomed a short distance from where they stood. Those near her whispered and chatted, excited and nervous as they exchanged names and hometowns.
I'm going to try hard to share something each week here.
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Date: 2023-02-06 11:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-02-07 04:25 am (UTC)I'm sure I could make it easier on myself if I just had everyone speak English, but no, other languages and having the names derive from that and getting to the point where I know which country a character is from because of how the name sounds or is structured. It's good fun and maybe occasionally a bit tedious.