Herein lies a visitor to the Land of the Green Isles's account of his findings.  Note that all the information on these pages belongs to Sierra.  This is a non-profit site and I merely wish to share it.  So now...read on, traveller.

The Land of the Green Isles is an ancient kingdom ruled by a royal family designated simply as the "Crown".  Its location so far from the rest of the known world, combined with the dangers of the surrounding sea, have effectively isolated it from the influence of other lands.  This small kingdom might as well exist on a distant star as on the other side of an inhospitable sea.

Because of this isolation, the citizens of the kingdom have a unique culture and a quaint naivete.  If one asks about the history of the Land, they are eager to speak.  Yet of true answers, little can be found.  They can recite the names of the holders of the Crown spanning back hundreds of years, can speak of each dwelling's origin, of practically every citizen's lineage, yet when I asked how the kingdom began, bewilderment is the response.  "The kingdom has always been," they say, "There has always been a royal family."  It is as if this place has existed, unaltered since the dawn of time.

But there is some basis for a different picture: that these islands have actually held a succession of kingdoms, each bleeding into the next, new civilizations building on ruins scarcely cold.  I base this opinion on the traces and legends of an ancient civilization to be found on one of the islands -- but more of that later.

The kingdom as it stands today, has remained relatively unchanged for hundreds of years.  Four islands make up the bulk of the Land.  The Isle of the Crown in the centre of the kingdom.  There on a magnificent rise stands the castle of the Crown, the seat of the royal family of the kingdom and the heart of the Land.  A village and docks comprise the rest of the island and run most of the kingdom's daily commerce, such as it is.

Across a short distance of sea is the Isle of Wonder, an aptly-named place of sheer delight ruled by a pair of rival queens who are, despite their own internal strife, utterly loyal to the Crown.

The Isle of the Beast is the least hospitable is the islands.  Seemingly deserted, I did not see much of the place since obstacles made it impossible to travel far inland.  Nevertheless, the place has its own history and is listed among the kingdom's holdings.

The fourth island is the Isle of the Sacred Mountain, so called for the soaring peak that rises from the base of the island into the clouds, and around which that community -- both literally and philosophically -- is built.  The Isle of the Sacred Mountain has its own rulers who are also subservient to the Crown.

A more dissimilar set of cultures can scarce be imagined than those on these four islands, yet they seem to exist in harmony and function as a whole.  The uniting factor is the Crown, which maintains loyalty both by means of its undisputed heritage as the seat of all government, and by the grace of its goodly royal family.

Peace has reigned for centuries in this idyllic kingdom and seems likely to continue.  That is, as long as the Land remains hidden from the evil that we know exists in the world.  Though I am a stranger here, I hope not to influence this place overly much.  Who would wish to change such a paradise?

     

 

So concludes my records on the Land of the Green Isles.  I have been well treated here and have become rich in friends, in knowledge, and in countless other blessings.  Though I have found my spirit folorn at times with my inability to travel on, I must admit that my feet have itched less here than anywhere else in this wide world.  Still, on occasion, I find my mind roving to the green hills of Daventry.  Perhaps, if my spirit, at least, is allowed to roam free, I've yet to see them soon.

To those who may someday follow in my footsteps, I say this; be kind to this gentle land, be open-hearted to her whimsy, and protect her if you can, from the harsh winds which might wish to blow in from the sea to steal her soul.  She is unlike any place I have ever seen, and she has stolen my heart.

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