The raft drifted closer to the sandy beach...Only now did Billy and Tommy notice the remains of past travelers strewn across the sand. The boys knew that what they had to do wasn't going to be easy. Gripping his makeshift oar tightly, Billy thought to himself, "If it was easy, then it wouldn't be much of an adventure, now would it?"
Circus of Spectacle
Bright lights, loud music, and the smell of popcorn are in the air. You venture forward into a wondrous place, where your curiosity is met with the roaring music and laughter from a bustling crowd.
"In this world, magic and daily life depend on ambrosia, a mystical form of honey. Buildings are painted in rich blues and turquoises, the typical dwelling hang spices and birdseed at their doors with lamps powered by ambrosia. Translucent windows made of Eadi's wax will glow faintly, humming with magic."
It sat there, lifeless. A guardian of the land from a past age. I was told that it once drew power from the energized crystals throughout the land, using wires that it was hooked up to long ago. It currently sits inactive and dilapidated, waiting to be utilized again.