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Filled with giant apple trees, this is the place where Lights of all ages go to refuel and become themselves after a tragedy. These gentle trees drape their comforting limbs over mourning horses,and their leaves scatter on the ground along with the horses worries. The sky is always visable and usually a bright blue. This calm, peaceful, place is much needed with the troubling times that lay ahead.
Light King;; Erysichthon

This desert is unlike any other. Here, it rains as much as any other, yet as soon as the rain ceases, the sand dries at an incredibly fast rate. Cacti rise up from the light brown sand, barely a pool of water taints the neverending spread of brown, the horizon always visable. When dark black clouds do shed their tears upon this place, the cacti bloom with brilliant white flowers that resemble crushed lillies. Every cactus turns a healthy green, and giant weeds blossem from the parched ground. This desert is one of the most beautiful places in the Light Lands.

Deep in the midst of a soft green forest lies a bubbling stream of great beauty. The water so clear, the pebbles smooth from erosion, ripples and dips of all sorts line this river for miles. Giant trees loom over head, small ferns scattered on the banks sway in the light seeping through the branches of the trees. Here is where the Lights come to drink, play, and think about what is happening.

Filled with stunning flowers of all colors, this is where Lights take their foals to frolic and play with other young ones. A circle of oaks line the valley, protecting it from any harm. The grass is always a lush green, even in the winter time. This place keeps summer all year long and it is a wonderful escape from whatever storm may be brewing in other Realms.

Along a stony uppercrust lies a ravishing beauty. This waterfall slides along its rocky path for longer than anything else on the lands. The shiny liquid pools at the bottom in a swishing pond. When you enter the cool water you immeadiatley feel relieved of all stress. In fact one may feel rather foolish and start to folly and swim.

On three sides of the lush green valley are mountains. These mountains are unlike most, they seem to glow with a pink hue all day long and look especially beautiful at sunset. In the middle of the exoctic plain lies a statuesque lake. The lake is of a crystalline color, reflection every shimmer and glimmer of an eye. The area surrounding is open only on one side, which awaits an equine to cross into the wondrous place.
Neutral King;; Nicodemus

Inside a rich green valley lies a twisting river. The clear water is shaded by many lilac trees, they take up a vast amount of landscape. Miscellaneous flowers flow in the breeze with the tall grass, making the smells of lilacs and flowers waft through the air. The colors are lush and vibrant, making the sight of the pristine valley even more spectacular. The sun glimmers off the water, sparkling like diamonds.

The sand dunes lie on the other side of the Lilac River. The change between the soft sight of the river and the blazing feel of the sand beneath your hooves is astonishing. The dunes can reach as higher than a horse. Though they may be high, the dunes are amazing to gallop through, the adrenaline rush is like non other.

The sun splays it rays of goodness in between the winding path. This path is decorated with precious stones, they line the drive with scattered perfection. Even when the sun is relieved of duty, the stones glitter in a shockingly beautiful way.

The rolling plains of dried savannah grass, and trees that mark much shade upon that parched brown grass, make this place desirable for those who wish to be alone, or to be catagorized as niether good nor evil. Neutral equines reside here in the chaotic times that lie ahead.

A vast, open landscape with blackened grass and bare trees. Dark purple montains line the horizon, and the land sweeps up and down into rolling hill tops and steep cliffs. The ground is sparse of life, every crevice in the dry grass terrain sprouting deep weeds. Here, the sun seems to never shine very bright, clouds always shrouding the light from ever fully touching this menacing place. Darks come here to plot and scheme things they might put to demise in the future.
Dark King;; Ryuk

A wide expanse of river, running fast and dangerous, small waves and giant white caps slap against the speeding liquid beneath. These rapids are one of the most dangerous places in the whole of the island, perfect for the Darks hazardous ways. Sharp rocks jut out of the high water, churning and lapping over the banks menacingly. No Dark equines should set one foot on the edge of these rapids unless they have a wish to die.
Lead Stallion: Riddle

Gloomy shadows loom in every corner, strange noises sound in all directions, echos happen when no one utters a word. This place is frightening and fierce to most creatures, except for the sinful Darks, who find peace in the shatteringly scary woods. The trees cast down dark figures, stickly and bare, the darkest brown imaginable. It seems as if it is always night, never a drop of precious sunlight leaks through the frail leaves of this hateful Dark Domain.
Lead Stallion: Escuridade

The hidden landsacpe lies on the eastern side of the Peccant Forest. Only the most skilled navigators have found their way to this cold expanse. This flat area is all of ice, like a glacier had melted long ago, and decided to freeze over. The icicles here are all wrong, the point upwards and stand threateningly, awaiting someone to fall out of thin air. The only thing that boarders the vast place is a few bare birtch trees, only adding to the barren feel of lonliness.
Lead Stallion: Revan

Here lie the lives of many that were trapped under the surface of the captivitaing bog. Some say there is a spell upon this place, that makes an equine want to leap into the ferocious water. The fog is so thick in this place that one may hide here without being seen. This also means that the sun is barely visible through the cloudy textures. The water appears a clear, reflecting liquid but don't be fooled. Everything that sprouts here is dark and dim in color, the only vibrant colors are that of the equines that pass through.
Lead Stallion: Silhouette

In the middle of the Immortal's Realm stands a vast montain with no peak. Where the peak should be there is a long plateau. One third of the plateau is made of white, beach sand. Another third that lies to the east is made up of red clay. Last but not least, there is the black soil. At the point where they meet, there are representations; a white cog shell, a clay horse, and a volcanic rock. The Immortals meet on there represtented sides to debate the on goings of equines.

The delicate white sand beach resides in this third of the penninsula. It is doused in the heavenly rays of the sun. No catastrophy shall ever enter this place. Birds wander about and sing there joyful songs, bouncing off the water. Arella, the goddess of this haven, protects her shell on the plateau.
Light Immortal;; Arella

The sun never graces its rays here, though they stretch like twisted fingers to overcome the swamp. The water in this area is a murky black, cat-tail spring out of it like little coils. Eerie shadows slumber within the depths of the swamp, haunting all prey. Ignautia is the loathsome temptress that scorches this land. She gaurds her third of the montain side, making sure no one steals the precious rock the resides there.
Dark Immortal;; Ignautia

Here lies the undisputed, Galileo, the Neutral Immortal. His soul resides in this hollow cavern, though it is not much like a cave at all. It is more like, an ecosystem in a bubble. Everything grows inside this cavern, the sun filters through gaping holes in the ceilings, the grass brushes against his legs. Galileo's personal labyrinth, which opens right at the base of the mountain, where he guards his clay sculpture.
Neutral Immortal;; Galileo

Deep underground lives the fourth immortal, that none know about. Rhetoric resides in the tunnels left over by the ruthless humans, merging them into his own place of daunting. This horrendous place is covered in mold and slime. The place reeks of death and dying beings. The tunnels are filled with the most grotesque of insects. Only small rays of light manage to seep through the decaying passage ways. His sole power source also lives in this maze of tunnels. This source, this power, it is the power of sickness. It takes the form of a dead raven.
Typhoid Mary;; Rhetoric

The biggest sequoia imaginable rests in the middle of a small field. It rises so high up that not even the birds have seen the top branches of its magnificence. The bark is still hard, despite its millennia of life, a thick and full life. The limbs of the giant reach out, stretching their finger tips toward the end of the small field. The most spectacular thing about this tree, is that the middle of it is hollowed so that any animal of any size may wander around inside its stump. The hollow is dark and quiet and all the equines gladly share it with one another. None would have been able to keep the others away from its sheer beauty.

This topsoil is the home of a meeting area for every alliance. The outer edges of the ring are made of large tree trunks. The earth is stone in the ring, then it changes to a soft grassy terra. There is but one lone tree marking the middle of the ring. A solid oak, standing tall and proud awaiting for its upcoming company.

These astounding trees provide the perfect setting of a small haven, secluded from the rest of the world. The curtain of dangling leaves are a delicate piece of art. When the wind washes through the grove, the curtains whisper to the secluded lovers.

This is a warm white sand beach on the west side of the island. When the sun sets, the waters sparkle and glisten, warming the sand up to sooth forlorn hooves. Walking down a ways, there lies a cove, hidden from seering eyes. This astonishing scene is where mares come to deliver the bundles of fun.

A deep canyon made out of warm shades of sandstone, lies near northwest side of this pennisula. Many an equine loner wanders to these parts, wishing to be alone and never join a herd. Horses of all types come across this place of beauty, yet sometimes these strong forces clash. The deep red stains the sedimantary stone that lines the walls of this canyon for the independent.

Many a dark loner come here to wallow in their entire beings. The only trees that reside here are vivacious evergreens. They may be covered in piles of fluffy snow, but they whipser their own secrets to passersby. It is by far the most vast forest of the whole of Zancarr. The way the delicate crystals of snowflakes sooth war hardended flints is soothing in too many ways. Though there have been times in the past where the perfection of white has been spilled with red. Many come here to fulfill the challenges of others.

Wild tasty treats grow in many many different shapes in forms. They litter the tall grass, providing brilliant colors for the eye. Many an equine stop here and get there fill of wondrous fruits and sweet tastes. Peace and tranquility usually ensure in this mouthwatering place, yet it has dark moments where the colors of fruit are not the only colors..

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