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There are a total of five islands that completely compose “WindFall”.

Deeping Gale
Enigmatic Tide
Clairvoyant Seismic
Drowsing Flames
Martyr’s paramount

They reside clockwise to Martyr's paramount, in the following order.

When connected, the four Isles which names are reminiscent of the four basic elements, form a square around the isle known as “Martyr’s paramount”. Which sits slightly above the other 4 isle. The islands are not connected physically, but rather by ethereal strands of whisping auras. The creators of these Isles embedded their enormous amount of metaphysical energy into the Isle, which keeps them afloat above the earth and keeps them from separating. During strong enough weather conditions the Islands have been known to drift apart, and towards each other. Yet the energy prevents them from straying too far, or from colliding with each other. Each itself is crafted an a perfect elliptical shape, measuring 5 miles wide, and 7 miles in length across. Save for the isle in the middle, it’s dimensions are five fold of these numbers.

Deeping Gale ( Wind )

Crystal blue lakes dot themselves in what seems to be random intervals on the Isle, surrounded by fields upon fields of green grass, their blades swaying in the gentle and soothing whisps of wind, that roll across, small indentations showing where the force is currently at. Rows of trees, the edges of forests, stand in clusters as they shield whatever lies beneath from the rays of the sun overhead. Directly in the center of the Isle, hangs a gorgeous, small garden, four giant sized trees adjacent to one another hold this garden up as it's flowers, paths and beauty cascade downwards until it meets the soil below.

Enigmatic Tide ( Water )

This Isle is entirely made up of crystal blue water, not quite crystal enough for you to be able to see clearly through its' depths, but a nice deep blue signalling the extent of its' depths. The only solid object among its surface is a one hundred by one hundred square feet square block of soil, bare escept for the blades of green grass that cover it, the blades whispering in the wind that swirls through them. The sole purpose of this square of land is for anyone that wishes to be able to gaze out over the waves of the water before them, stretching as far as the eye can see until the horizon. Looking into the cool blue waters you can see no sign of life, the only sign at all being the occasional breaking of the surface by the single baby Leviathan that calls this Isle its home, its surfacing rare to only feed and, if lucky, to entertain guests that is chooses.

Clairvoyant Seismic [Earth]
Volcanos rise from the grounds, dominating the Isle with their size, while being located on the four corners that can be made out then looked at from a birds eye view. Their funnel structures tower the surroundind land, while their molten lava spills out of their spouts to flow in red, raging rivers down their sides and running towards the centre of the Isle, where each river from the Volcanos meets in one, large red lake that sends a wave of heat to anyone that is near enough. But inbetween these large, flowing rivers of lava is a completely different world, with forests that are dark, the trees leaves so thick that hardlky any sunlight can escape through them, casting all that is below into almost darkness, making the trek through these woods treacherous, the animals that dwell known for praying on a lost soul. The only disturbances are the tremours that plague the grounds, being caused by eruptions from the volcanos, shuddering the Earth to let the lava spray from their tops.

Drowsing Flames [Heat] (( HEAT is an element asses, not FIRE. ]
Flames lick their way across the horizon, the orange tips swaying in a breeze that dances its way across them so that the yellow within them stretches out, following the orange tips wherever they go. The entire Isle is full of fire, not a area of land visible through the flames, the heat billowing out from their depths, seering the skin of anyone that is within reach, the heat more than enough to instantly incinerate any living being that makes contact with it. All is yellow with orange tips, save for a small platform, a hundred feet above the flickering flames, surrounded by a dome of shield to protect anyone that is within it against the heat of the flames outside.

Martyr’s paramount
This isle is the most desolate of them all, the darkest in its light as the sky is filled with dark, forboding clouds that are more black than they are grey, going as far as the eye can see and not allowing a single ray of sunlight to stream down upon the ground beneath. Down on the land of the Isle, the skin will creep with the emptiness, with not a tree to be seen, not a single plant to live among the grey dust that layers upon the Earth. The only onbject to protude out from that dust is the many Tombstones that are on display, at the head of each gravesite that is placed it what looks like to be a laid out formation, but when looked closely, this formation begins to blur, and look random. A white mist spins its magical web, getting all that walk through it lost within seconds, no matter how good their navigation is. Only those that know the secret can walk through this site without getting lost.