Wether
The season is winter and the Valley is covered in a blanket of snow. Iceicals gleam and sparkle in the moonlight and every day fresh snow falls. Whenever the skys clear it reveals a beautifull blank canvess of unbroken snow.
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"We are fighting a loosing battle, my friends." he grumbled in a roughly in a voice that sounded like the groaning of rock and stone. "There are too many of them and the weapons they possess are as sharp as any claw and as precise as any Magic we here control. We cannot win! If we continue to fight then every creature, male, female or young will not be left alive. We are being hunted down like animals. Animals!.....Disappear my friends. Disappear and don't look back."
And so it was decided that the Magical Creatures would hide. They retreated into places known only by their race and there they stayed. Story became legend; legend became myth, until all knowledge of the Magical Creatures passes from memory. They travled for many years untill they found a perfect place called the Valley of the Moon.
But now it is at risk, from outside and in. The Humans are drawing closer day by day, and there are those who wish to destroy the peace inside the boarders; the Magical Creatures were not ment to live so close together. They are planning to declare war on the Humans, and take back what is rightfully theirs. But the others know that they cannot win and will fare no better this time than last. But the question is, how far will these rebels go to overthrow the balence of power, and declare war on the Humans? And all the while, the humans are getting nearer...
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