Triste

On the west side of this desolated area is a river so wide that one can barely see the other bank. The river which had once mysteriously started and stopped in the land of Triste has since shown itself to run from the mountains to the mountains through this land. Trees scatter about the land, far more numerous than they once had been, though still not forming a forest. The land is touched with an amount of shade and is peaceful enough since the victory of the lights, though the shadows have taken on a more sinister nature since the return of the darks.

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