The Lush Lands
Rivelyn · Un récit de l’univers Sam’Relaxe
The jungle never sleeps. Even when everything seems silent, there's always a rustle, a distant cry, a stream finding its way between roots. The air is thick, warm, alive — you could almost chew it.
Seven rivers converge somewhere deep in this impossible vegetation. Where they meet, the water produces a chord — a natural harmony no one has managed to reproduce. Those who hear it forget what was tormenting them.
They say a guardian watches over this place. That she changes form — bird in the morning, jaguar in the evening, fish when it rains. But with each transformation, she forgets a little more of who she was before.
Naïa, The Metamorph
Naïa can take the form of any animal in Rivelyn. But each transformation takes her further from her original human form. Her laugh sounds like the song of tropical frogs.
Le Chœur des Eaux
Seven converging rivers whose currents create an eternal, naturally perfect chord.
The nocturnal concert has ceased. For the first time, the jungle holds its breath.
Récit de fiction issu de la bible de Sonaë.