1) What are the mountain ranges around your setting, if any?
A) If based on a real place on Earth, are there any stories associated with the mountain ranges? Myths? If you’re making up the place, do you want there to be any stories associated with the ranges, or myths?
B) How long are the mountain ranges?
C) Do the mountain ranges stretch into another country, or form a natural border to another country?
D) Can the people of your setting cross the mountain ranges? Do they often?
2) What are the rivers/oceans around your setting, if any?
A) If based on a real place on Earth, are there any stories/myths associated with the rivers/oceans?
If you’re making up the setting, do you want there to be any stories/myths associated with the rivers/oceans?
B) How long are the rivers? How wide are the oceans?
C) Do the rivers stretch into another country, or form a natural border to another country?
D) Can the people of your setting cross the rivers/oceans? Do they often?
3) What other geographic structure are in your setting? Steppes, plateaus, plains, valleys, anything of note? Are there any stories/myths associated with these places?
4) Two options today:
A)Write the account of someone on the mountain range/river/ocean, looking at your country. Describe how s/he feels at this place, how they use the place to their advantage. Describe the area around it, and how hard it was to trek up the mountain, ford the river, get the boat onto the ocean, anything as long as it has to do with focusing on your geographic structures.
B) Write a myth involving one of the structures you’ve spoken about before. If it’s a real place, then write an interpretation of the myth!
(or do both, if you're really bored!)
1) No mountain ranges In the Between there is a gulf a ceiling which demons and Fallens can only temporarily cross. There is permanent escape but it can only be done on certain astrological events with the specific help of humans with Window powers. Both instances are rare and far beweteen. Crossing over longer than permitted results in excruciateing pain and a whiplash like pull back into the BEwteen and extended loss of power.
The is no way to cross into Heaven. Demons, Fallens, Angels can be summoned. However only Angels can freely traverse teh Ladder. the entrance is guarded by angels with flaming swords.
2) Rivers in teh Between are lava, they flow in various places and shift often. They all flow into the Pit.
Rivers in Heaven are pure and encircle the city. One flows steadily from the foot of God's throne. The myths associated with the Heaven River- cleansing, word of God in liquid form, is the dew that watered earth before the Flood. Fountain of Eternity. Maybe so others.
Maybe if the Heaven River is tainted with the lava?
3) nothing different from modern times
4) He used to sit at the top of the river. He'd look down over the edge of Heaven to the globe of earth. His keen eyes piercing layers of clouds and searching out the hearts of the people below. It often annoyed him what he say. the fighting., The injustice, the self indulgence. Here he and his kind were made superior to those ants below, his kind consistently gave thanks and warred in the name on behave of these that scurry below. Yet they rarely deemed themselves beholden enough to even look up and acknowledge the truth.
Now he spent hours on the other side of the river, looking up into the Heaven over the boundary. Spires of gold shimmered in never ending sun. a green rainbow like slick emerald vibrated 360 degrees around the throne. its hues changing the entire spectrum of green light. Warrior angels wings pinioned with swords and quivers marched up and down the high roads. 12 feet tall, even the smaller ones were magnificent. White robes, heavy armour, sandaled feet radiance streaming from their faces, the marched the high hills keeping watch. Gold streets in the valley filled with souls of the saints. These things he saw from the outside, outside- the wrong side, the self determined side. He could attempt to ride the river, but he would instantly burn.