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 | Nonlinear Companions: Post Meridiem: Part Two A shiver ran down my spine. This place. I just wanted to go home. Why would anyone ever want to come here?
by _starryeyedsurprise_ |  | Spiral: Part FiveBehind the barricades rose seating that resembled that of ancient colosseums. On one side sat Ilere, Nuria and three dark faeries, whilst on the other, Nereid, Psellia and Siyana were seated. Whispers flitted around the space. On the throne, Fyora slammed down a magical gavel thrice. The whispers stopped.
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"Welcome to White River" by hzoo_26
From its northern border, the mountains ran west all the way to the south of the country, and beyond them the frigid sea oft containing chunks of ice broken off from the glaciers of Terror Mountain, far to the north. In the central areas, the taiga, dense and thick forest full of wild creatures and rich earth. To the east, grassy steppes that provided the only viable way out of the harsh land.
As to the history, even the most distinguished scholars of Neopia had no exact idea. Some suggested that a band of sailors, originally hailing from one of the clannish islands near Meridell settled in the region, bringing with them their rough language, their long wooden boats, and their love of battle, intermingling with the native population. Others suggested that the natives were descendants of the first nomads from Shenkuu. But regardless of where they came from, the people of Ursus were said to be as tough as the land that made them. Comprising of fishermen, soldiers, hunters, nomads, woodsmen, and craftsmen. All considered as cold and harsh as the winters they spent drinking Kadvo, the Ursian grog, by the firelight. They did not often leave their motherland.
She was one of the few..
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