Elysia's Mountain Range; A Description

[Camille]

Soft foothills ripple upwards from the mostly level ground of the land of Elysia. Foothills follow along winding roads, packing against the roadways, and arching between the railways, before finally lifting upwards and reaching towards remarkably blue skies, and higher to touch upon that fabled freezing point; where mere condensation turns into crisp and jagged ice crystals, and your breath becomes thin, and heavy. Labored panting.

Still, despite the rough time breathing, the mountain range is teeming with life; various forms of animals crawl, lope, and meander upon the mountain tops. From simplistic mountain goats, to wild rabbits, and even varying reptiles. Trees creep upwards and along the very base of the mountains, and brush reach and crawl upwards all the further. Not to mention the hoards of folk flocking there day in, and day out. They crawl upon the foothills as if some advanced form of the ant, burrowing deep within, and setting up braces before further delving deeper, seeking out any iron ore to be had, and sometimes more than that.

The foothills are sunken with the human’s combine efforts, the weight of their caps pushing the mines inwards, and upon themselves, forcing them to close, and become condemned. Though these are few and far between within this area.

Railroad tracks streak upwards, and around these mountains, crawling up, and through the earthen cores, in order to draw whatever sort of product they may fish out from the confines of those overly-active mines. Rail-carts wait at the top to be filled with minerals, only to later be packed full of both rock, and men-folk to be drawn back down along the hillsides, and back towards Elysium; the mountain range once quiet now echoing with the sounds of churning engines.

Well-placed explosions echo throughout the mountain tops, sending debris to pepper along the rail ways, larger portions of rock falling rough and harsh upon the land it was once a part of, only to be plucked up yet again and further dissected in search of anything that may prove as valuable. Little is left unexplored upon these lands, and even less is simply left to it’s own existence.

The mountains, once stable, and peaceful have become loud, rough and dangerous with the efforts of man kind pillaging it’s very foundation, taking whatever will be had.