Author:
Vincent Valentine, Cloud Strife, and Sev Visagery
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Date Posted: 22:50:21 11/15/01 Thu
OOC: Watch as I attempt to describe Cosmo Canyon after not having played the game in a year! Hit me if I make any horrible mistakes!
IC:
Legend has it that many years ago, when the world was still young, many stars fell from the sky because they wanted to see the green of the planet below. But they fell too far, and they scorched the earth deep into canyons, and turned the stones red. You can still see the shattered pieces of the star, embedded in the sides of the canyon so that it flashes and sparkles when the sun smiles down. Quartz embedded in the stone, the scientists say. It is up to you to decide.
Monsters live in the canyon; the little boxing land penguins, and insect-like creatures that spit magic and venom. But there are people that dare to live here, and they will welcome you, if you climb up two hundred and fifty five steps hewn into the side of the gorge.
The village is built quite literally into the wall of the canyon itself. Several ledges have been carved out of the sunset-colored stone, and rooms have been dug out still deeper in, making up homes, storage rooms, and the inn. Those that prefer more open air instead of the stifling interior (for rooms carved deep in rock will be a little stuffy, no matter what you do) live in huts on the ledges or set into the stone, some of them with ladders reaching quite high up. A staircase, also carved out of the rock, leads up to some of the higher ledges. An observatory on one of the higher ledges is constructed half from man-made cave, half from steel and wood and concrete. Windmills scattered here and there are turned gently by the chill desert winds, powering the village that is so close to nature, daring to sleep and live inside the Planet's bosom. In the wide-open plaza on the lowest and widest ledge, where our company stands now, is a small, low platform, covered with hide. There burns the Cosmo Candle, an enormous bonfire, radiating heat and comfort; the very symbol of Cosmo Canyon.
The people living in this city so close to the stars seem no different from their homes. Their clothing is rough, but comfortable; buckskin, leather, wool, sometimes cotton. Some of them have feathers in their hair; others wear brightly-colored beads or shells strung around their necks, wrists, or ankles. Many of them are tattooed in some way or another, patterns and designs winding around their upper arms and ankles. Most of them are dark-haired and dark-eyed, though a few among them are fair of hair and light of eye (and they act and speak no different from the others, and indeed, you would not think that they were not born here, or perhaps they were). But most of all, they seem utterly content, as if they are happy to merely be alive. Nobody is openly armed except the man at the entrance, who bears a dagger at his waist.
He does not seem to be put off by the guests' obvious stares. "Souvenirs can be bought at the stand over there," he says, indicating a booth near the exit, displaying stuffed chocobos and moogles (and a few dolls of a red-furred, one-eyed beast that might be fearsome if the toys weren't so cuddly), play weapons, children's toys, and books on nature and the Planet, or the nature of the Planet.
Cloud takes the few steps necessary to be in the town proper, then turns to his companions. "Follow me; I know where the inn is." He pauses momentarily to address the guard again. "Could you make sure some clothing's sent to the inn? We're not exactly dressed for hard travel, as you can tell."
The man nods readily enough, though he looks a little inquiring, too. "Nanaki will see you there as well," he says, gravely. "He has news of import for you."
"Thanks," Cloud tells him, though he looks a little worried now. But their host doesn't seem any more disposed to speak further, so he turns his steps toward a wooden door in the wall.
Vincent remains to speak to the guard. Sev regards him with narrowed eyes, but says nothing more and enters the inn with the rest of them.
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Nah, it's good. I assume Teresa went to bed. ^_^
Booonkers. *growls at Teresa* Stop being giddy. NOW.