The Final Fate

Information regarding Qadal flooded into Voryndal in the years following the failed Yaalari invasion. Fragments were myths, legends abounded, truths were sparing. Only a small population survived to return. Their observations were limited and their stories wild. Anything and everything existed in Qadal. It was the promised land and bitter nightmare. Wild beasts burrowed in the mountains which dripped golden waters. Trees boughs were sprouted from sugars and their leaves plated with silver. Without ever witnessing the place, Qadal became the natural dreamscape unto which the desires of a dreadful world were projected. Amid the whirlwind speculation surrounding Qadal arose a certain fragmented folklore. From whose mouth it originated is uncertain.   Perceptive eyes and thoughtful minds have turned blame for this malicious prophecy unto Acolitus, yet the author believes this cannot be true.