Archbishop
The River Changes
The very look of the Land
By its Persistence
-Robert T Gasperson
It's Wednesday, and so that means it's sneak peak day. Today's theme is Rivers. Cutting through the earth, winding and coiling around mountains, rivers are living breathing things in the world. Some slumber along, almost as still as a pond, while others are wild torrents of gushing fonts. The very look of the Land
By its Persistence
-Robert T Gasperson
Through the twisted tree river basin, the slow, meandering river cuts its way through.
In the southern boggy hot delta, the rivers are smaller, but faster. Beware the bugs!
The rivers of the deadlands do not give life. They have sickly green and brown hues to them. Those that travel through no better than to water their horses at these rivers.
The Grand Rapids of the Western Canyons are an adventure and a half for any would-be thrill-seeker.
One of the largest rivers on the main continent goes through the Huge Southern Desert. Nile-esque in many places, there are times when, even on extreme render distances, you cannot see the other side.
Small jungle and swamp rivers shelter from the scorching sun beneath the expansive fronds of the palms. Mosquitoes aren't the only thing to fear in these waters.
Two rivers join to form one in the southern plains.
Not all the rivers of the north are iced over. Some are relatively ice free, even at the darkest and coldest parts of the year. Swift and deep, their fresh waters are refreshing.
At other times, these rivers narrow, and become clogged with ice.
