The War of Archfae and Dragons

Military: War

The War of Archfae and Dragons. No conflict before or after would mare the Evergreen so gravely. That the world and times before? Become forgotten semblances. An illusory age, a time of Colossi, maybe memories all but forever lost.

The Collapse

The Lôibsuińŷe (Lesser Giants, Giantens) had long fallen. The last vestiges of their influence? Naught more than a carcass. A mess of dried bone and bloodied dust lost to the winds. Just another victim, a forgotten chapter of their great war.   What a twisted calamity.   And yet, so too were the Hulînfa (Archfae) vanquished.   For the terrible ruination of Înlûadr̂ixe (Dragons), the shedding of Fae blood was boundless. The great seas of the mortal realm became stained with the cerulean essence of faeries. Ever-clear waters dyed a deep azure with their cerulean essence. The wicked gales of the world, now steeped in deathborn magics.   The gilded twin moon, Banndi Soyau, would be brought low, shattering the very fabric of the Ever. There siring a luminous ring that would forever envelop its very center.   And what abyssal things, sired of dragon scales, lie within the deep expanse? How many verdant forests drowned in their stygian blood? Now, black deserts. Blooming gardens of fetid lilac, arcadian realms of crystal sailing the skies.   It was their fall. The crashing of dragons that had shattered the lands. The tremendous continents would splitter. Spread about like jagged pieces of a grand puzzle. Upon many new lands, mountains would form from their carcasses.   The terrible bones of gods.   Yet, a small number of those great hunks? Isles. Continents. Broken lands, forever soaring above the clouds.   he war of Archfae and Dragons would so change the Evergreen that the world and times before became as forgotten semblances. So much so, the time of colossi, may be all but forever lost.