Row 1 – A fantastic city of light,
and spires and towers and pennants and parades and sunlight glistens
in the multicolored sky, with three suns and nine moons in the
background.
[IE: Really awesome looking city of
Light and Air and Fire. Use your imagination.]
Narration: Once upon a time there was a
city called Korahoyg. It was beautiful. They excell at at the maths
and magics and sciences. Yes. I know maths is grammatically
incorrect. There was a golden age, and then one day…
Row 2 Box 1 A portal with arcane
machinery.
Narration: They discovered how to open
a doorway to another world. In fact, they discovered doorways to
many worlds.
Row 2 Box 2 and 3: Many worlds. Many
portals. A montage of people exploring.
Narration: A golden age became even
more golden. And then one day they found Horym.
Row 3 A city every much the opposite of
Korahoyg. Beautiful, yet dark and corrupt by design.
Narration: The people of Korahoyg
trusted the Horym. They traded much knowledge with each other. At
first things seemed wonderful and fine. Beauteous even.
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