Guess we're going with this.
Ulkolac spreads a biome over the western continent like a blanket, kneading it into the corners. (5 glory)
Type: Mountain rainforest.
Ironwood trees spread through the valleys and burst from soil-filled clefts among the peaks, their tangled roots twining across misty chasms, offering bridges for the foolhardy. Their canopy shelters ferns, bushes, and a few types of lesser trees, trapping the humidity that would otherwise escape into the thin air; rivulets of dew run down their bark and pool at the roots, birthing mountain streams whose banks rally rows of reeds and sedges. Huge moths contend with bat-winged salamanders for sovereignty over the mounds of sprawling wildflowers that spring up where fallen trees break the ceiling of dim shadow, while beetles and tiny serpents forage for seeds and fungus in the thick leaf litter. Undisputed mastery of the high branches belongs to the slow and languid chameleons which graze on mosses and bromeliads high above the forest floor, while icy half-transparent fish leap and twist out of the streams, fearing to be snatched up by a slimey knucker darting out of its hole. Where the cliffs are too sheer to retain soil, rock-frogs with their long tongues lick up the wasps that nest in the hanging lichens, fleeing with hasty jumps from the lumbering forms of huge horned mountain geckos that graze indiscriminately. Eels and water snakes haunt the clear, high, crystal-blue lakes, preyed on by soaring owl-drakes that roost in rookeries among the crags, guarding their eggs from snatching dragonflies. In the lowlands, spiny hedge-turtles host heaps of vegetation, anchored by semi-parasitic ivies that wind over their backs; grazing on rushes, they plod aimlessly alongside rivers with little fear while caddisflies and water spiders dog them, hoping to collect pollen to feed their larvae.
As a gift to Mauitu, the trees tend to sprout on the points of a hexagonal lattice, with only small deviations relative to the size of each tree, in order to permit easier cleaning between them.
The remaining glory is gifted to Vahranis. For the night to have meaning, there must be minds to know it.
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Topic: Gods of Creation 4 (Read 4283 times)