Picture a picturesque valley, that lay at the center of the Empire Trion, located at the far reaches of the capital Aroth, devoid from the bustle of life and the ever moving scenery of the greatest metropolis in the Empire.
The Valley was not too large, and it appears to exist separate from the entire world, the air carried a fragrance of flowers. Inside the valley, you could see a youth swimming in a sparkling stream of fresh water.
Every now and then, he took a big gulp of the water and sighed in pleasure, for its taste was sweeter than honey, and it quenched a deep ache in the soul when drunk, placing the drinker in a state of bliss greater than any narcotics known to mortals and Dominators.
