The Fantasy Novel ;]

The sea lapped up, slowly but steadily eating away at the shoreline, gently edging it's way up the sloping sands towards the grassy bank. The sand graddually peetered out as you move away from the sea, grass spreading for miles and miles before you. Valleys slowly open up before you, mountains rising up on either side of them, a blue river meandering it's way through the valley, white crowns sitting atop the peaks looking down at the fast flowing river.

As you follow the river further inland cities and town begin to spring up on it's shores and the shores of it's tributaries. The hustle and bustle of the market, the rise and fall of the architecture, the mighty spires of the many churches and cathedrals. Mirrored by low domes of the many community buildings that lined the streets of cities.