Dragoncrest Cliffs the red

Shadess was growing, and quickly at that. She could tell it, whenever she looked into the still waters of the glint water lake or the swamp. The features of her face were becoming sharper. Her stance at her mother's side higher. Her eyes no longer blue, but green, as vibrant as the deep pines! She was becoming woman and wouod be as beautiful as her mother before her. Maybe more! 

With a laughter at these thoughts, she dashed through the abundance of her homelands. From blue meadow to golden beach. From pine forest to sequoia. Not to mention the less beautiful places, like the marshes and tangle. 

Now, she lays atop the cliffs of home that plummet down to the ocean below. Atop the plateau rise, even on this bright summary day, the winds were frequent and misted with sea salt. Shadess found respite in the shade, made of that by the great sequoia trees.