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Lore is the written!
Lore is the written!
Entakah was hatched in a lush forest in the Wind region. Her parents
belonged to a cheerful family of many, many children, living in trees to make use of their camouflage. Her childhood was a happy time, filled with the usual minor injuries, moral lessons, and games of pretend with siblings. As she got a little older, she fell in love with the chocolate her family grew on the trees. She began to learn from her parents how to make chocolate truffles and other delectable desserts. Unfortunately for her family, however, the world is always changing.
When Entakah was a teenager, Gaolers were released into the world. The icy
wind that came with their arrival reached the cocoa trees of her family, withering them. Her family, connected to the trees and used to a warm climate, withered with the trees. Her parents were the first to die. Entakah watched her family wither, lucky- or unlucky- enough to survive longer than the rest. Shivering in the cold wind, she sang a soft farewell to her fallen family and lost livelihood, gathering a few trinkets and leaving the ice behind.
Of course, she wasn’t unaffected by the cold. She spent the first week or
three of her journey trembling at every breeze, still feeling the chills in her heart and wings. Eventually, she found her way to the border between the Windswept Plateau and the Sea of a Thousand Currents, collapsing at the base of a tree. She slept for a long time, the seawater lapping gently at her tail. It was surprisingly warm, especially compared to the ice, and it slowly lulled her from fitful, nightmare-filled slumber to a dreamless, calm rest.
When she awoke, she smiled one last time at the Plateau that she had lived
in, and slipped into the water. She was lucky enough to find herself in a kelp forest that reminded her of home. Befriending the small crabs that lived among the brown algae (another name for kelp!), she built a memorial to her family in her newfound home. The only writing on it reads, An accident froze us all, but the kindness of the sea will melt what remains.