Wilder than you can imagine. More beautiful, too, and varied. Every kind of place you can imagine can be found where I live - it's infinite, like worlds atop worlds linked by a silver river. Dangerous, but breathtaking. It's why I've found such passion in poetry, I think. Trying to capture everything I've seen in words seems futile but I do my best.

[And it's just one more part of why she desperately wants to return home. She has so many reasons, some more important than others, but the wild and ever-changing beauty of the Abyss is something she misses deeply.]