Northstar Vale staunen

he had gone to mereo to find the canyon deserted, for weeks it seemed.
after a cursory look, noting that paleo would have to surrender none of its poppies this year, mahler trudged the scarlet pathways up toward the vale.
now, he had not been here before. he knew the place by name only.
its gemlike beauty expanded before him, and he exhaled a low and impressed breath before calling out to anyone who might be close, a trader come to see the place where his son's brother resided.