Kael Skyfarer
Golden Roads of Lysring
They call it trade. I call it a river of intentions flowing in every direction.
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They call it trade. I call it a river of intentions flowing in every direction.
The observatories lean toward the night like they’re listening for instructions.
If you want to know a kingdom, watch what its capital pretends not to notice.
The fortress is too old to fear war. It simply expects it to behave.
From the high hills, the west looks peaceful. That’s how it lures you.
In the canopy, every step is a conversation with the trees. They remember who listens.
Here the mountain isn’t a backdrop. It’s a judge.
Captains ask for coin, but what they really want is a reason worth risking the sea.