The Feywild
The Feywild is a shimmering, otherworldly echo of the material universe — a plane of existence that mirrors every world, moon, and landscape found throughout the Kagoma System. Wherever there is land, sea, sky, or life in the mortal realm, its reflection exists in the Feywild, shaped not by physics or geology but by emotion, memory, and magic. It is a place where forests dream, rivers sing, and the stars ripple like water. Geography may resemble the mortal world at a glance, but in truth the Feywild is composed of idealized impressions rather than direct topography: deserts become seas of glass or fields of luminous flora, barren mountains rise as crystal cliffs, and forgotten ruins bloom with life long after their mortal counterparts crumble into dust.
Mirrored Realms
Across each planet of the Kagoma System, the Feywild adapts itself to the dominant traits of its corresponding region:
Harsh wastelands become enchanted oceans or lush jungles.
Dead zones become void-like expanses of drifting dream matter.
Cities cast mirrored impressions as crystalline metropolises, overgrown temples, or echoing ghost courts filled with reveling fey.
Fey Courts
The Feywild is not ruled as a single nation, but rather divided into Fey Courts, ancient dominions bound by stories older than the Eternal Empire itself. Each Court presides over a region of the mirrored plane, corresponding to some portion of the mortal world. Their territories overlap fluidly, shifting with seasons, prophecy, or the will of their rulers. Every Court is governed by an Archfey, a being of immense power whose emotions shape their domain as surely as weather shapes the land. Some Courts are benevolent, others cruel, and many are unpredictable — for the fey value stories above laws, and bargains above borders. Example:
The Lilac Court, ruled by Laurel, the Lilac Queen, mirroring the Wildlands.
Entry Points
Because the Feywild is layered atop the physical universe, thin places exist where the veil between realms is fragile. These are often:
Ancient groves
Sites of strong emotion
Ley Line nexuses
Regions scarred by magic or calamity
On Orpheus, one of the thinnest boundaries is at Methuselah Grove, where the great Methuselah Tree acts as a living gateway between worlds. In these thinning points, mortals may stumble accidentally into the Feywild, or be lured in by mischief, desire, or the whispering call of an Archfey.
Nature of Time and Reality
Time in the Feywild is subjective:
Moments may stretch into years
A year might pass in a breath
Seasons shift without warning
Memory, too, is fragile, for the Feywild reshapes emotions like wind reshapes sand. Some travelers return with only faint recollections, while others lose themselves entirely among the lilac mists, silver rivers, or courtly revels.
The Fey Across the Kagoma System
The fey see all planets as petals on the same cosmic flower. To them, space itself is a vast twilight meadow dotted with worlds like blossoms. Some Fey Courts even maintain relationships across planets, traveling through ley currents and dreampaths that bypass physical distance. Their politics are ancient, intricate, and often contradictory—alliances made through stories, broken by prophecies, and mended only by the will of the Archfey who rule them.