Sansarrun Poem by Justin Reamer

Into the world with beautiful skies,
Major valleys and mountains,
And all things one sees here,
There is a world that is
Like no other,
Nothing like you see here,
Where there is magic,
And creatures that live in forests
The caverns, the seas, and in the skies.

There are the gods that rule over
The land, and there are the Elsonari,
The mysterious people of the outer world.
In the middle of this mysterious world
Lies the Arbourial Forest,
The land filled with lots of vegetation.
'Tis filled with many flora and fauna
And every obscure specimen one can
Think of, if his mind is right.
There are the temperate trees,
And the tropical trees,
Like the ones you see in the rainforest,
There are flowers, fruit, and epiphytes, ,
That the forest has no time or place.
The forest spans for 300 km,
Something we never see in our own world.
It is so big that it is feared,
For those reasons will come to follow.

There are fauna, of course,
Lots of bears, squirrels, chipmunks,
Rodents, owls, bats, ospreys, songbirds,
Raptors, ocelots, and other temperate creatures,
But the Arbourial Forest,
With its plethora of flora,
Also has the plethora of fauna, as well.
It has monkeys, tigers, jaguars, cougars,
Snakes of different sizes, anacondas,
Boas, tree frogs, chimpanzees, wolves,
Tapyrs, and lizards, and other tropical
Creatures one would find in the
Temperate climate.

And, there are the reasons to fear the Forest, as well.
There is said to be cannibalistic plants,
Man-eating trees, meat-eating flowers,
Flowers that shoot projectiles at
Everything that passes,
Arazaks,
Punkos, lashlingers, Ra'zac,
Groeks, Gralians, unicorns, centaurs,
Satyrs, winged horses, bloka burstidi, anala,
Sephos, and ents that actually talk.
There is said to be druids with hairy
Faces that eat anything that passes.
There is said to be an insane old man
Who is always pondering things
And kills anyone who enters his house.
There is said to be an evil
Beast that rules the wood
And acts like a god,
Which he is not,
And has worshippers who feed him
Every night so that they don't
Get eaten, as well.
This is the Arbourial Forest in
The middle of the continent of
The incredible world where a story
Is written.

But when you move west,
Out of the wood,
You will remain in The Fertile Plains.
Nothing goes on over here,
For it has two rivers,
The Aquarius and the Pyronus,
That run through it.
In here, there is farmland,
Where most of the humans settle.
They live here, in their many cities,
In which they have nothing to fear.
Temperate creatures live in these plains,
Such as the prairie dog and the bison.
The only monster that lives there,
In multitudes, that is,
Are the giant Urks of the pit.
They open their mouths wide in the ground,
And if you step in,
They swallow you whole.
But if you manage to stay away,
Then you will be just fine.

Further north is the Alamea,
A forest like no other.
In this forest, it is temperate
And peaceful, filled with creatures
Like here in Michigan.
and this forest is inhabited,
Surprisingly, by the dear elves of old,
And they have settled here,
Living amongst the trees,
And in their capital, Eldulare.
Here, they are ruled by a solemn,
Yet wise, ruler, and here, there
Lives a boy no older than 20 years old.
But that is a different story to be told,
If anything, so there's not point at all.

To the Southeast, there are the
Geolos Mountains, the home to the
Dwarves, and the hobbits and the
Quite brutal orcs. They each live
In caverns among the mountainsides,
And they each have their own disputes.
The mountains are also
Filled with monsters, at least
Those that take to the air,
If you are not careful,
They will attack and take you
Out in an instant.

In the far east, there is the Blogada Ocean,
In which many creatures live.
Not only are there the normal ones,
But there are those that will kill man, as well.
There is also an island in which
No one lives, except for the
Creatures and spirits that haunt it.
Phobias is a place of desolate
Landscape, with an estranged
Necromancer, as well.

To the far west,
There are the Wastelands,
Where an evil ruler lives.
He is trying to take over
All of the world and make it his
Own domain in which he lives.
The goblins live there, as well as
The drow and the creatures of the
Underground. The Undead live there,
Walking the land, scaring every race
Away that comes to pass.

Further West is the Great Abyss
That sinks like a deep valley. The
Spirits wander there,
Wandering about,
Wondering who might disturb them.
The Sullen Dwarves live around here,
The ones that live underground.
There is also a sorcerer here,
And a warlock, also.
There are the Undead walking around,
Feasting on people's souls and flesh,
And there are the brain-eaters,
That care for the minds of others,
In order to gain all knowledge.
There is said to be the last vampire
Coven who lives in this land,
Because they had been cast out
Due to blood-drinking and paranoia.
However, it is said they drink animal blood,
Whether it is animal, beast, or monster.
They do not hurt the races,
Except their enemies,
And that is when they feed.
They agreed by truce,
Legend has it, they'd stay in
These lands in order not to bother anyone.
The werewolves also live in this land,
Hunting down the vampire coven,
But they are very unlucky,
So they can't destroy their
Immortal foes,
So they fail miserably.
However, if they come across them,
They usually die,
For there is usually four-to-one.
So don't mess with the vampires,
And you will not die,
For you have saved your own life.

On the far West is the Assyrian Ocean,
Which no one lives near
And now is filled with monsters
Of the utmost evil.
And so this is Sansarrun,
The world where the legend takes place.
It is the place of the epic,
As it is written,
And the Legend will begin to unfold.