Redsand Canyon gigante

it was all the encouragement belen needed. the gaze of the former prince beckoned her, and like a loyal servant she heeded. leaning close, belen told him about her long journey from akashingo to the coast, and how she had swam with marina to the other side. there she had met the young speaker and her proteges. there she had told belen of being a druid, and blood magicks, and earth magicks. belen described the islands and their beauty, and how misted and remote and removed from the world they were, a land unto itself. she stopped, breathless. and now fearful.