Yelis

“And they are New Gods (but are there Old Gods?)...”   In the east, a sprawling kingdom of the sun harvests both grain and fish. In the west, the faithful build their cities, cut off by cliffs that descend into the sea. And dividing the lush forests, the desert wastelands, the bustling harbors are the mountains, towering, imposing, dragons’ tombstones.   In the night sky, a thousand stars and a god’s footprint on the moon. Beathaneu to mold, and Levvan to praise.