Irash'Mahir - the island of doves
A small, solitary island to the south of the ashen wastes. It's rarely visited, but those who come ashore are greeted by hundreds upon hundreds of white doves that blot the sky on wings of white. But the most eerily, the strangest thing on this island is that its utterly, completely silent. The churning wings make no sound. The wind carries no whistle. Even the sea seems to be hold its breath, the gentle fall of the waves upon the shore dull and muted.
I would love to hear more about this island at some point.