Once it smiled a silent dell
Where the people did not dwell;
They had gone unto the wars,
Trusting to the mild-eyed stars,
Nightly, from their azure towers,
To keep watch above the flowers,
In the midst of which all day
The red sunlight lazily lay.
Now each visitor shall confess
The sad valley's restlessness.
Nothing there is motionless-
Nothing save the airs that brood
Over the magic solitude.
--Edgar Allan Poe
(From the Valley of Unrest)

This section covers the basics of the world of Xanele. The links to different aspects of Xanele will be to the right within this section while general Dystopia chat links will be to the left. As time progresses more things will be added, and any suggestions can be put up in the message board.

"The holy groves are dying. Some are even corruped...these are clear signs of the end of time." --the druid council