[Whispren]

There once was a world, whole and unbroken, a realm where the skies were vast and the lands stretched far beyond the horizon. This world, known to the ancients as Inteliah, was a place of unparalleled beauty and balance, where mountains reached for the heavens and oceans whispered secrets to the stars.

For eons, Inteliah thrived under the watchful eyes of its creators, beings of unimaginable power who wove the fabric of existence with threads of magic and light. These guardians nurtured the world, guiding its growth and protecting its people from the forces that lurked in the darkness beyond the stars. Magic flowed through the veins of Inteliah like a lifeblood, binding all living things in harmony and peace.

But peace, as the ancients knew too well, is fragile. A time came when the guardians turned their gaze from Inteliah, distracted by a threat far greater than any the world had ever known. It was then, in their absence, that a darkness crept into the heart of the world - an ancient malice, born of jealousy and despair, that sought to undo the very foundations of creation.


It began as a whisper, a faint tremor in the fabric of reality, growing ever stronger until it became a roar - a cataclysm that tore through the land with a force unmatched. The skies burned, the seas boiled and the very earth beneath trembled as the world itself began to fracture. In a single, devastating moment, Inteliah was torn asunder, the land exploding into countless fragments, each cast adrift in the void.


This was the Unmaking - a cataclysmic event that broke the world into a myriad of floating continents, suspended in the vastness of space by chains of pure, unfathomable magic. What was once whole was now shattered, the pieces bound together by the last desperate act of the guardians, who sacrificed their essence to prevent complete annihilation.


And so, the world hangs in the balance, its fragments connected by the great chains that pulse with the remnants of ancient power. The magic that once flowed freely now sustains these islands, keeping them aloft, providing air to breathe and holding back the void that would otherwise consume them.


But the Unmaking left scars - wounds that run deep through the land and its people. The world is no longer as it was. Magic, once a gentle force of creation, has become wild and unpredictable. The civilizations of old have fallen, their ruins scattered across the floating isles, while new powers rise to claim the remnants of what was lost.


This is the world you now find yourself in - a world of fragmented beauty and untold danger, where the legacy of the Unmaking shapes every life and every destiny. The secrets of the past lie buried in the shattered earth, waiting to be uncovered by those brave enough to seek them.


But beware, for the same forces that once tore this world apart still linger in the shadows and the chains that hold it together are not unbreakable.

[Nugges]

Your writings are soo good.. for real. Often I am really having problems to get into the flow, into the world, into the whole. But here it's so fascinating and gripping :o 
Looking forward for more ♥