The world is small up here. Far into the distance over the cascading ridges carved by dense rains over a millennia, the sprawling valley opens in the distance. On the best days, it he visage of a miniature wall hundreds of miles north dots the horizon, blocking the view of the northbound the curve of the world.

You are small up here. We all are. Turning south you stand below the Last Spire....

It’s always the colder months spent here in England that make me particularly miss the sweet caress of the Italian sun. Watching flecks of gold and auburn dance upon a bed of sapphire crystals. Surrounded by an enclosure of mountains that look almost too picturesque to really be there. As though they are mere paintings, carefully placed to enhance the beautiful illusion.

There are many things I m...

The outdoor setting for this story is a lush, green forest that stretches outwards for miles on end. The forest is a place of magic, where the intertwining canopies of tall trees form a protective shield around the earth below. The canopy is dense and towering, and from above, it presents a mosaic of light and shadow that illuminates the forest floor below.

A gentle breeze wafts through the tree...

Howard stood and looked in open mouthed amazement at the scene before him. The warm sun cast a golden glow over the rolling hills and fields that stretched out before him, painting the landscape in hues of green and gold. The air was heavy with the scent of freshly cut grass and wildflowers, while the sound of birds chirping and bees buzzing filled his ears. He was standing in the midst of an outd...

Time square!!

Unique

It has so many places around d it

such as, food, movies, parks!...

“Aunt Mattie, could I go out and explore around the house?” Brady had been at Mattie’s for several days now, and he was getting cabin fever. Even his books were not enough to keep his interest when he looked outside at the beautiful forest that was only a few steps away from this cottage. He was itching to go have a look.

“Why sure, Brady. Gosh, I should have mentioned it to you before this. It’s...

The prison yard didn’t look the same as it used to. Once, it was an isolated place, fenced in and heavily guarded. It was still fenced in, of course, but the guards were no more. They were either dead or long gone, but dead was the more likely option. Jose felt pity for them, as many times as he’d hated them.

The weights were still there, haphazardly pressed against the gates. This area had been...

It was always sunny on Enceladus. The ocean of ice and its glittering ring gave the moon’s surface a luminosity every when it was not facing the sun. The domes of Alpha projected a false blue sky, a curated stream of puffy clouds, night and day cycles to suit the circadian rhythms of the humans. Myrtle preferred the light from the moon’s surface. With a steaming cup of black coffee, Myrtle went o...

The Children of the Stars are not in the habit of naming places. Names are for people who want them, and though the Children can hear the voices of trees and rocks and earth, no place has ever told them that it wanted a name. So the forest is the forest, or the forest is home. It is thick trees spread across northern Besh, between the mountains and the rest of the continent. Even when the leaves a...

The small castle’s light-gray walls and their conic brown rooves contrasted with the luxuriant green of the trees and bushes around it. The whole place itself was surrounded by towering mountains of snow-white peaks. Despite being Spring in the Kingdom of Helvetia, the highest mountains would never really lose their snowy hats. The sun shining on the immaculate blankets could hurt the eyes of a co...