​I am Kyrielle. Lady Kyrielle to be precise.
This is my home.
Simple and clean.
Be polite. Be respectful.
I will be the same.

                                                             




High in the Voltai 
farther  than anyone  ever dares to go
A secret 
none have ever seen. 

Her tears flowing for years
to the falls below
The ones  everyone knows.


The reason ? 
​ It all began
so many many years ago.

Faces carved in rocks below
The constant flow
Her tears attempt to erase.


Visages....
those who grasped.
With  callous hands to take.
what was there all along
......Simply  for the asking.

​These are my lands.
​Many depend on them for their sustenance.
Don't take more than you need.
Above all
DON'T POLLUTE 

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​                                                                                   Phelan's Gates            

I wish you "enough" 
Love,
​ Lady Kyrielle