In the Dawn of Order the Great Beast came down,
On a path that was built just for He.
It curved as it went; it twisted around,
To release the beast into the sea.
His hundred feet plodded through Fohrvylda first,
The coldest and nearest the clouds.
Redemier, He crossed next, veiled in mist and unseen,
Then Ausgan, where palm trees stood proud.
From there He crept on, until largely immersed,
In the South Sea, He went to sleep.
Where the sun struck his shell there rose up a nation,
First Mention: A Sawmill's Hope - NovelRelated Art: Turesia Map (in progress)
Forever, his secrets, to keep.
by: David T List