Terrasphere. Each location is beautiful in its own right. The Tangleweaves beautiful and mystifying flora, the ominous yet fascinating crystals of Zalra, the towering plateaus of the Hylands that matched its low plains and the bright beautiful broken moon and more. Yet it is the roads in between that Elizabeth found the most beauty. Astorea may offer the safety in which many sought, it's even home to the Explorer's League, which she was affiliated with, however between the towns lie roads paved by foot, wheel and hoof.
Sometimes it is easy to forget that Terrasphere is a game. Elizabeth would sit on the roadside, the compacted dirt offered little comfort but it gave enough firmness to act as a seat, a first class view into the horizon as the sun quietly sets over the horizon and the fragmented moon rose in its place. Dirtied clothes meant nothing when she can enjoy a view like that from the comforts of a video game. Aimless wandering brought her many places, explored or not. They are minor bits, but each minor bit is a memory.
So aimless she wandered again, and as she crossed the dirt, she spots an isolated farm, with two figures idly chatting the afternoon away. As she paused in her path, she wondered if perhaps a companion would make the journey a little more interesting. Would the trip with another person be more fruitful to the mind? Elizabeth would never know until someone walks the same path as her.
Sometimes it is easy to forget that Terrasphere is a game. Elizabeth would sit on the roadside, the compacted dirt offered little comfort but it gave enough firmness to act as a seat, a first class view into the horizon as the sun quietly sets over the horizon and the fragmented moon rose in its place. Dirtied clothes meant nothing when she can enjoy a view like that from the comforts of a video game. Aimless wandering brought her many places, explored or not. They are minor bits, but each minor bit is a memory.
So aimless she wandered again, and as she crossed the dirt, she spots an isolated farm, with two figures idly chatting the afternoon away. As she paused in her path, she wondered if perhaps a companion would make the journey a little more interesting. Would the trip with another person be more fruitful to the mind? Elizabeth would never know until someone walks the same path as her.