The waves of the sea kept rolling , meeting the white sands again and again .
- I want that . It s been too long since I ve heard the sound .
The white glittering sand , flowing through his fingers , made warm by the sun .
The beach , a natural harbour framed by cliffs . But large enough for these rocky protrusions to seem small while laying down near the middle of it .
- Some palm trees would be nice …
Closing his eyes he focused for just a second .
-… but I guess they are overrated. Cedrus trees lining the beach give a more grounded aesthetic.
Lazing down on the sands he looked up alll around .
-A river. Cold and icy fresh currents ending up in the sea . Fresh water to drink and a good excuse for some green to exist as well . So to the east some mountains, to catch and hold some water . A forest .Up and up and up . A large plain through witch the river flows in between ! And to the north …. Well let’s see what we ve got left.
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Closing yes once again he noticed that most of his stash was gone . Where once all kinds of splashes of colours and even well defined shapes were , now his visuals consisted of mainly a golden rhombus and some fiery red lines . The rest would be just constantly changing colours of extremely low intensity .
-…fuck it , let’s place both to the north and all of the rest as to make ground south .
getting up he observed th lay of the land and walked a good deal inland.
- Right here will be the core of the floor …
Following his words a low rumbling and the earth rising to obey formed a hill under his feet .
- …the river should be closer to the core…You know I love you Mel .
As the scenery changed to obey he let put a sight .He looked to the north where the golden red energy had started working on some rocky hills .To the south the soil was flat and salty , devoid of but the weakest of energies .
-It s never easy …up until now it s never been easy …
…
Please …
This time !
Let it be …
easy.
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And thus he completed his Gate and the dungeon ready and open for anyone that might come in .
And for three centuries no one came .