Before the white ones crossed the mighty western peaks, all the land was covered by the great forest, even unto the Western Ocean. …and few indeed of the first white ones survived the Great Forest. And those who followed were wroth indeed, and turned their mirrors of fire unto the mighty trees that covered the skies, and there were ashes, and much of the forest died…Then the White mightiness wrenched rivers from their courses…In time, there were ships without sails, and wagons that rolled themselves from one end of Cyador to the other along the white stone ways that linked Fyrad and Cyad, and their multitude of cities raised form the ashes of the Accursed Forest.

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