VACCARY: A cow pasture.
The verdant fields spread before them, welcoming the presence of a thousand minds with nothing but benevolence.
Destiny had brought them here, but it had been more heavy-handed than was its usual wont. Each of them had waken from a strange dream of an ancient
land, a place of great beauty and black horror. It was the enchantment of the glinting blade, the sinuous beauty of the serpent poised to strike.
They hated that lovely land, and would one day see it burn.
Accretion

