Creative Corner

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[img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/ec25a86aa52367906cef5fe9a01f8f45/tumblr_nj9kyb0AiI1r28672o7_640.png[/img] [columns][url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/adopt/1396792/1#post_1396792][img]https://image.ibb.co/n3ugZk/LIGHTNING_2.png[/img][/url][nextcol] [font=arial][i]The barren deserts of the Shifting Expanse are unforgiving and relentless. Lightning crackles, gloomy clouds roll and thunder roars above as the winds whip up the dry grains of sand. The rain never comes to quench the thirst of the land. The natives here come from dust, and to dust, they return. But life does not end quickly, and the Stormcatcher's children are unwilling to peacefully pass. They created, designed, [i]innovated[/i]. Here lies a kingdom of bright minds. An ancient kingdom from the first of the Stormcatcher's children progressed fast and quickly became advanced. They brought forth technology that was unthought of. There was nothing for them, yet they flourished. Until the population mysteriously disappeared into the dunes one day, and the grand structures were left to erode in the face of time. The knowledge? Gone. Then a clan arrived. From the lands of Arcane and Wind, they created plenty. From the ashes of their little vale, they were led to the lands of Lightning. And innovate they did. The restored pyramids are held up with steel. The large oasis in the thick of it all is as clear as it can be, the pipes around it glinting under the sun. Awe-inspiring towers stand next to them, reaching high and scraping the sky. How long will they last? No one knows. Many don't think that they even exist. But they say if you have a certain type of marked paper, approach the wider sea on a clear night and you will find them.[/i][/columns] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/ec25a86aa52367906cef5fe9a01f8f45/tumblr_nj9kyb0AiI1r28672o7_640.png[/img]

[center][img]https://41.media.tumblr.com/2adddb7bec22200c9e37df4028437507/tumblr_inline_nxav52r5tv1qea7nc_500.png[/img] [i][font=arial]Valhalla Point. A vibrant maze of stone paths weaves through colourful buildings. Tall, homely wooden cottages with smoking chimneys stand next to vibrant, rectangular sand-brick shophouses and apartments. Pennants drape themselves across roof and wooden pole, forming a welcoming tapestry above the roads. Circular streetlamps light up, gleaming like miniature suns. Wooden poles stand tall, holding loosely hung wires. Soaring past these homely buildings, you weave through buildings that get increasingly taller until you get to the ones that are close to scraping the sky. In the city centre, a sandy clearing dotted by sparse trees and an oasis in the very middle framed by reeds. Dragons, large and small, have gathered around it. They've laid out mats of varying colours and interesting patterns and curled up on these. Some seem to be pouring over their stack of paper and books, while others seem to be chatting up a storm or are simply soaking up the desert sun. It's intriguing that they seem to be enjoying themselves in such conditions. Going somewhere?[/font][/i] [quote=Directory]blah[/quote][/center]

[columns][img]https://i.imgur.com/tihutbH.png[/img][nextcol][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjY2LjAwMDAwMC5WRWhGSUV4SlFsSkJVbGssLjEAAAAA/goldoni.regular.png[/img][/columns] ----- [columns][img]http://i.imgur.com/eWQVqsU.png[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/eWQVqsU.png[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/eWQVqsU.png[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/eWQVqsU.png[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/eWQVqsU.png[/img][nextcol][font=arial]In front of you stands a large, grand-looking structure that's built out of sandstone. Other than the sandstone, it looks like someone transported one of the temples from the Sunbeam Ruins and plopped it in the middle of a city. Two fake grass lawns line the path, with solar panels lined up just as neatly. The lawns are fenced up, with large signs hammered down in the middle of both lawns. "DO NOT ENTER." You ascend the short steps, weaving past dragons sitting on them. A few words have been written in Ancient Draconic are carved onto the pillars supporting the roof. and the dome roof is made completely out of glass. There's a gold-plated sign with the words "THE LIBRARY" on it next to the wooden doors. Entering, the most notable thing is the pillar of levitating books, slowly sliding back into the gaps between books. The white, tiled floor glints in the sunlight, and colourful carpets depicting scenes from Sorneith history cover some of it. Small light green orbs float around the room, picking up books that have strayed from the vortex and placing them back on their shelves. The white marble shelves on the floor are neatly arranged in rows. What could be a second floor is opened up for flying, with bookshelves in the walls. Many dragons are already hovering to browse the large selection. Gold-plated signs sit on top of these shelves. The books seem to be arranged by genre, then alphabetically. A humble wooden desk stands in front of you. The belongings on it have been messily strewn across the green, gold-trimmed tablecloth. The only thing intact seems to be a lamp and a nameplate reading "LIBRARIAN". A Fae pops up from behind the desk. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=43393441] [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/portraits/433935/43393441p.png[/img] [/url] “Oh, um, welcome!” The Fae adjusts her spectacles and sits up ramrod straight, wings neatly tucked at her sides and crest perked up in interest. “This is the Valley Library. Usually, many dragons come to do their research work, discuss projects or read. We have screens on the tables. They're holographic projectors," the Fae quickly adds. “We just ordered new bean bags, by the way, so we have plenty of seats. Care for a read? Oh, and if you want to borrow something, remember to tell me and I’ll input it into the system,” the small Fae gestures to the large stone tablet behind her.[/font][/columns] ----- [columns][font=arial]...... Silence. “Oh, uh... were you looking for something else?” The Fae nervously plays with her talons, bashfully averting her gaze downwards. [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2509021#post_2509021]“The archives, maybe? Proceed to your left. There’s a dim room where there are neat records. They’re open to everyone, but you can’t borrow anything from there. Feel free to read anything that’s not in a glass case.”[/font][/url][nextcol][img]http://i.imgur.com/t3IeUXI.png[/img][/columns] -----