Somewhere
overthesea
Before the map, before the plan - a horizon, a low sun, and the pull of somewhere still unmet.
Aland
wrappedinmist
Rivers thread between karst and cloud. Old mountains breathe. The continent unfolds slowly beneath you.
Anisland
appears
The blue deepens, then breaks. A rim of turquoise, a green heart set alone in the open sea.
Wherethe
journeylands
White sand, warm water, and time that finally slows to the pace of the tide.
Setting the stage
Setting the stage