Within the Land That Had Been For A While Already there was a range of mountains, which was called the Frown of Mukr-Ukhuu. The land had been folded by a thousand earthquakes out of the nightmares of the Sleeping Goddess, and as it crumpled it rose to the skies and touched the heavens. In these mountains came to live creatures of great and little stature who burrowed in the earth and laid their eggs there, and within the safe embrace of the Sleeping Goddess came new life.

Called Gekru, these families of fauna resembled dinosauria, but they were burrowers all, and though of animalistic intellect, loved by Mukr-Ukhuu, who dreamt themselves their progenitor. In the Frown of the Land That Had Been For A While Already, the Gekru feared only the predators among their kind, but there was a balance as plentiful green teemed where it ought to, and herds grazed where they ought to, solitary mothers dug their burrows and hid their eggs where they ought to, and the most vicious kind of Gekru were only as vicious and hungry as they ought to ever have been.

This was once the present, and of it the Sleeping God then dreamt. The future they could not see, but through the many layers of the earth came the echo'd ripples of mysterious, potent beings unveiling their might of creation, and they shivered Mukr-Ukhuu in their everlasting slumber. Pleasant dreams were dear to them, and to protect their beloved from elder assailants, the shivers of the Sleeping God sent ripples back to the surface of the earth.

There, amidst the Frown in the Land That Had Been There For A While Already, many new mountains arose to guard the Frown and break the will of any would-be traveller, but in the centre of the mountain range, new hills supplanted the old to grow even taller - and the old? - they did not collaps and idly see themselves replaced, but instead uprooted their earthen tethers, and took to the sky.

Hollowed, with many burrows, and eversprings of fresh, montane water, the skyward mountains were a refugium for the Gekru, who could live without fear of other creatures that walked the spine and back of the Sleeping Goddess. Within the Mountains of Refuge, life would be as it ought to be.

And, struck by unfamiliar surprised, Mukr-Ukhuu realised during a precious moment of lucidity, that they had been helped, a little, and that there were those potent beings who felt as they dreamt.

The Mountains of Refuge

Effect: Spending 8 points to create 2 tiles of fantastical land.

/u/Tozapeloda77 / Mukr-Ukhuu: 7 points

/u/intotheblog / Helena: 1 point

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