Pillars of Aethel

Welcome to Aethel, a realm above the clouds.

Let us open the door, take up our staffs, and begin the adventure--

Through the hills of cloud and sea, like floating waves of grass, shallow rivers gleam;

Across the fields of gold and honey, filled with laughter, beneath the humble homes of Rodale, light songs drift.

Through the ancient, dense forests of Egonn, where branches grow in the darkness, whispers linger;

Over the steep ridges and between the high mountains, the underground world teems with shadows, fraught with danger, swords glinting.

A boy's story chasing dreams, above the sky and cloud ridges, the shadow of dragons, soaring with wings spread.

And after the dust of time has settled, the hearth fire still burns bright.