After the War at Kronan's borders, Salva and his soldiers returned straight away to the North. Their arrival as silent as the night.
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Brusselie, like any other continent had its own scenic spots. The crow's mouth falls was one of them. The waters were a deep purple cascading down the crow beak shaped rock. The spot was filled all day. The night its only time of rest.
Currently, the sun was high up in the sky. Crow's mouth falls was at its peak period, filling the tourist with awe and admiration.
A man in a green shirt and dark jeans stood behind the fence around the base of the fall, his face cap hiding his pitch black eyes. His pointy ears peeked out of the hat, showcasing their paleness in the sunlight.
He stared at the falls, his hands in the pockets of his pants. He seemed to be caressing something in his pockets. Then he turned around. Just like any other tourist he walked around the park admiring the scenery.
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The waters of the deep rippled as numerous boats lined its surface. The surface of the deep reflected the face of the mellow sun; it could also be regarded as one of the scenic spots on brusselie. The boats lined round a bare spot on the water surface, waiting for a spectacle.
As the sun dipped low, a splendid city was reflected on the surface. it looked real but the skies were void of its majesty. This was the reason for the name of this tourist attraction; City on water.
A woman stood at the hem of a large boat her eyes growing round at the site of the city. She was clad in a flowing red dress, giving off a passionate feel. Her fiery red hair swayed in the breeze. The dress hugged her body accentuating her near succubus figure. In her hands she caressed a velvet box, like a lover's gift. Then she turned back into the ship like every other tourist.
The same happened in all the six spots of brusselie; they came and went like normal tourist except they all held a velvet box, their eyes deeper than most.
Deep into the north, a triple peaked mountain was covered in pure glittering snow, it was beautiful as it pointed to the sky. The mountain was deep in snow but it was anything but cold. Tourists stood at its base to take pictures or tried to climb up to its summit. It was packed with people and lovers, even children playing around at its snowy base. A slender teen stood at its base, lost in thought as he looked up to the mountain's summit. His eyes were a deep shade of green. He wore a sleeveless shirt an d a pair of bleached shorts. In his arms he held tight to a velvet box, as if waiting for his girlfriend.
After staring at the summit till his neck felt sore he walked back into the crowd like a normal tourist.
A little farther from the tri-peak mountain, stood a lone cave on a plain. It surface was smooth and shiny like a mirror. The cave only had a visible mouth but its inside couldn't be seen. The cave area was fenced with short bamboo poles and a wide gate made of bamboo. Tourists moved on a single file into the Cave their faces red with excitement. The Hinterland cave was a naturally formed tourist attraction. It was the one of the mysterious spots only inferior to the city on water. A teenage girl stood in line behind a middle aged lady. She was dressed casually in Joggers and a pink pea-cap. Her eyes were bright with interest as she gazed at the cave. In her beautiful fingers she held on tight to a red velvet box. As the line moved she would look down at her hands with eyes full of mania. Soon it was her turn; the cave had dim glowing crystals embedded on its ceiling. It was very beautiful. The girl looked around carefully and slowly walked deeper into the cave, tracing the dark crystal walls with her fingers. Soon enough she had separated from the crowd of tourists, no one had the time to pay attention to her.
In the east, The earth was soft and wet. A swampy feel lingered in the air. Unlike other scenic spots, The sinners swamp was a forbidden zone in Brusselie. The name deadly is beautiful stood true for this one. The swamp was home to species no one dared to say out loud.
Like every other day, the swamp was silent with only insects and small harmless animals running about, the air was hot and damp with overly tall trees and lots of mushroom. There seemed to be no anomalies except an old guy hanging upside down in the skies above the swamp. He was dressed in fine garbs; like a nobleman. He held a snow white handkerchief embroidered with snow lotuses over his straight bridged nose. Even with his head covered entirely by silky grey hairs, he looked handsome and classy. The man stared silently at the swamp below, his body suspended above. His eyes were blue behind his frameless glasses. His ears were pointy underneath his grey hair, with almost invisible slits under them. In his left hand hanging ow, he held a red box. Unlike the others he didn't particularly care about the box. His eyes were only filled with interest, awaiting the chaos to follow.
In a place far from sight. A place unknown by most of Brusselie's population, stood a high peak. The place was hot like the sun's resting place. Red hot magma flowed at the base of the mountain, a little above the red magma, Orange magma flowed free, above that was yellow, green, blue, indigo and at the peak flowed violet. The mountains range was wide surrounded by a thick chasm, blocking the mountain from sight. Right inside the chasm, a thin figure rose up from the ground holding a red velvet box. The figure didn't have facial features and was made solely a black gooey energy. The creature stood still in place with blankness oozing from itself. Outside the chasm, a man in his early twenties stood with his hands in his sweat pants trouser, His head covered under a black hoodie. His eyes were glowing a bright green as he stared at the space in front of him.
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With the setting sun the six tourist attractions of Brusselie came alive in a different way than during the day. The crow's mouth falls stopped. Its waters rose up to the sky forming a purple scepter pointed at the sky. The deep glowed a reddish light as the spot of the city on water rose up into the sky forming a mace pointed to the sky. The iced triple pick broke apart, its snow rising up into the sky forming a sword to the sky. The hinterland cave released a gush of white fumes into the air forming a spear to the sky. The sinners swamp soil rose up forming a giant hammer. The Sun mountains multiple colored magma rose up to the shy forming a round ball with multiple sharp thorns covering it's surface. A long shaft grew below it, completing the weapons configuration in the sky.