The Runiverse in Tables and Numbers

Upon the awakening of dawn, as the sun’s rays filtered through the emerald foliage of my beloved marsh, my eyes fluttered open. I found myself gazing through my bedroom window, captured by the labyrinthine beauty of my swampy home. My mind, still in the grasp of its early morning fog, began to ponder – how grand must the expanse of the Runiverse truly be? And how many souls does it cradle within its mystical boundaries?

Tabitha and the Forgotten Orphanage

In the early twilight of that eventful day, wisps of mist rose through the meadows and willow branches. In the distance, only the peaks of the snow-capped mountains could be seen through the haze.

The little village on the edge of a sprawling and musty-smelling trout pond was a pitiful sight. Luck didn’t come here for a long time and it was to stay that way for a long time to come. It was enchanted and the residents shuddered when they thought back to the events of the past few years.