The Land of Tharnelune
Here lies the Hollow Vale,
where small dragons learn the weight of silence.
North, the Singing Mountain dreams in stone,
its heart still glowing with the songs of old.
East, the Glimmerroot Woods murmur in many voices,
roots drinking echoes, leaves whispering names.
South, plains of wind and river remember every path,
and carry the warmth of the mountain to far lands.
West, the Edge of Sky opens to the unknown—
beyond it, clouds and courage entwine.
And at the center, by Kirin’s Rise,
a pebble once hummed
and the world listened back.
Read more about Kirin's story and Tharnelune in Conversation with an Accomplished Dragon
The Ballad of Tharnelune
Hush now, and listen.
This is not a song of crowns, nor of kings who thought themselves great.
It is the tale of a mountain that dreamed in silence, and of a dragon small enough to hear it.
If the wind stirs while I sing, do not fear— it’s only the Vale remembering its tune.
Verse I
Beneath the peaks where silence grows,
the Hollow Vale lies deep,
where dragons dream and starlight flows,
and mountains learn to keep.
Chorus
Sing soft, sing true, O Tharnelune,
your echoes never fade;
from fern to flame, from dusk to noon,
the song of stone is made.
Verse II
The north wind hums the mountain’s tune,
its heart a molten glow,
while roots in Glimmerroot commune
with secrets far below.
Chorus
Sing soft, sing true, O Tharnelune,
your rivers hum their part;
each pebble keeps the Hymn in tune,
each wing recalls the start.
Bridge
And if you climb where clouds begin,
and hear the sky reply,
remember small Kirin within—
the dragon who learned why.
Final Chorus
So sing, so soar, O Tharnelune,
let fire meet the rain;
though time may hush your Hymn’s old tune,
the echoes shall remain.
Here lies the Hollow Vale,
where small dragons learn the weight of silence.
North, the Singing Mountain dreams in stone,
its heart still glowing with the songs of old.
East, the Glimmerroot Woods murmur in many voices,
roots drinking echoes, leaves whispering names.
South, plains of wind and river remember every path,
and carry the warmth of the mountain to far lands.
West, the Edge of Sky opens to the unknown—
beyond it, clouds and courage entwine.
And at the center, by Kirin’s Rise,
a pebble once hummed
and the world listened back.
Read more about Kirin's story and Tharnelune in Conversation with an Accomplished Dragon