SaphireTsuki
Aspiring Author
Sanryu, land of the clouds, a constantly shifting town hidden from human eyes where our people lived in peace. We governed the storms for the creatures below, making clouds strong or weak, and hid ourselves in those clouds which were always present, though invisible to nonAvian eyes. Our forms were humanoid, if winged as their angels. And we hid often from view by using our cloudwalking magic to trap the invisible clouds under us.
There is little in their world we care for, save the weather, and thus we pay little attention to them. We barely noticed when they died out, or the world began to renew itself, but we changed... now we do notice, and know.... and the world has grown to view us as guardians of it. Our warriors prevent invasion, our healers guide the creatures to peace, and no intelligent life has been born yet, aside from ourselves... finally the magic which kept our towns invisible has lifted, and they are free for all creatures to behold.
In a small town, Kumoria, there were four avians living everyday lives, two male and two female. Their paths are about to cross... and I, guardian of my people, watch over them from afar.
There is little in their world we care for, save the weather, and thus we pay little attention to them. We barely noticed when they died out, or the world began to renew itself, but we changed... now we do notice, and know.... and the world has grown to view us as guardians of it. Our warriors prevent invasion, our healers guide the creatures to peace, and no intelligent life has been born yet, aside from ourselves... finally the magic which kept our towns invisible has lifted, and they are free for all creatures to behold.
In a small town, Kumoria, there were four avians living everyday lives, two male and two female. Their paths are about to cross... and I, guardian of my people, watch over them from afar.
