#and of course south america

[youcouldstartacult]

the demand for niall rn is crazy!

it’s the comments under his post about adding more dates all asking him to add more dates to other cities for me

[thecurioustale]

The "Middle West"

I was recently watching Trump speak (not something I typically do 🤢), and the most interesting thing he said had nothing to do with anything he was actually talking about: It was that he used the term Middle West to refer to that generally north-central part of the United States, centered on the Mississippi River, that is neither the South nor the Northeast (nor the Mid-Atlantic, but that's really just a subcategory of the Northeast that Northeasterns use to not get lumped in with each other).

We all know it today as the Midwest. But in times past it was much more commonly known as the Middle West.

(Tangent: It is also one of many geographical region-name reminders of our national East Coast beginnings, as America has like six different kinds of "West": the Midwest, the Southwest, the (Pacific) Northwest, the Mountain West / Interior West, the West Coast / Pacific West—and that's not counting the deprecated terms (such as "Far West," i.e. distinguished from the Midwest) or the old Northwest (which would've referred to places like Ohio and (what we know as) West Virginia)!)

Over the course of the 20th century, "Midwest" became an increasingly common form of the term, eventually overtaking "Middle West" in popularity and, by our lifetimes, completely replacing it. The only people who still use "Middle West" today are very old. I'm only aware of the term's existence because I'm a fan of midcentury media and if you go watch (for example) old Dragnet episodes from the 1950s you'll hear the term used.

I was looking at the Google Ngram Viewer to get a sense of the relative usage frequencies of these terms, and I noticed something interesting: Not only has "Middle West" been driven almost extinct from active usage, but "Midwest" itself has also declined precipitously in the 21st century. People today are not calling the Midwest the "Midwest," at least not with the frequency and relevancy they once did. I was curious if this was another permutation of the usage, so I also looked up "Midwestern" (which I included in the link above), thinking that maybe people nowadays are calling it the clunkier "the Midwestern states" / "the Midwestern US," but the adjectival has declined in step with "Midwest." It really does seem to be that people are just using this geographical category less often.

Perhaps unsurprisingly: the sociopolitical cohesiveness of the Midwest has significantly diminished over time. I think most Midwesterners would still recognize and affiliate with the term if you applied it of them to their faces, but increasingly I think many of them do not think of it in their daily lives as a personal or cultural identifier. Which has many fascinating implications that I'm not going to get into.

(Another Tangent: I feel like I've talked about specifically this "Middle West / Midwest" thing on Tumblr before, but I feel that way about half of everything because after all I've been writing down my thoughts for over 20 years and I've been having thoughts for considerably longer than that, and it's often not clear to me what I've talked about publicly and where.)

Anyway, this entire post is really just me scratching the itch of verbal brain noise about the orange guy using a term in a public address that I never hear people use in the present day. A little piece of lost language, hearkening back to a completely different era and world.

[rabbitmotifs]

rolling my eyes

[alexanderpearce]

it’s only since properly deciding when i’m going to leave that i’ve started feeling intensely how remote this island is. i love it desperately here but i drive down the highway and through town and i look at the sandstone buildings and i think tasmania is at the bottom of the world. i’m so far away from so much. i’m on an island down south of a big southern country and i’m surrounded by water so so so far away from every other continent and i’m at the bottom of the world.

[procrastinating-falcon]

Crazy how in media, it’s the Amazon that’s made to seem as “oooh scary” when most of the fucked up giant fauna is in North America

[kitratre]

n, nyo sk x america nyo sk x america please, im thirsty and i have 53 children to feed

Children you say? should take them to disneyworld like Alfred does.

Often.

[servuscallidus]

I Need to go to Scotland

[rpfisfine]

the narcos mexico directors really put edge of seventeen by stevie nicks in the scene where renowned mexican drug lord miguel ángel félix gallardo walks down a staircase in a somber and anxious way to join his lavish & extravagant 40th birthday party while the guests give him a round of applause

[landscaping-your-mind]

a south african could never be a streamer. because of loadshedding.

[ausetkmt]

(NEW YORK)— PEN America responded today to the removal of Ta-Nehisi Coates’ acclaimed memoir Between the World and Me from an advanced placement course in South Carolina, calling it “an outrageous act of government censorship.”

As reported, earlier this spring students in the Chapin High School classroom reported a teacher for including Coates’ memoir and two related short videos in her argument essay unit. The unit, designed in preparation for the AP Language test, which is accepted for credit by many colleges, included questions such as: “Do you think racism is a pervasive problem in America? Why or why not?”

Several students wrote to the school board about the class, saying it made them feel “ashamed to be Caucasian” and “in shock that she would do something illegal like that…I am pretty sure a teacher talking about systemic racism is illegal in South Carolina.” South Carolina passed an educational gag order last year that banned “divisive concepts” related to race and sex.

In response, Jeremy C. Young, freedom to learn program director, released the following statement:

“This is an outrageous act of government censorship and a textbook example of how educational gag orders corrupt free inquiry in the classroom. In a course designed to be taught at the college level, students complained that a teacher assigning a National Book Award-winning volume about race was “illegal in South Carolina.” Instead of defending the teacher’s right to teach this material, the school board sided with the students and censored the curriculum.

As with the AP African American Studies course in Florida – which also involved the politically-motivated removal of Ta-Nehisi Coates’ writings – government attempts to limit discourse and expression in high school classrooms have spilled over into early college programs. Educational gag orders in South Carolina and elsewhere are doing exactly what they are designed to do: censor teachers who dare to discuss race and gender in class. Anyone who believes these laws are harmless, or are designed to prevent indoctrination, should look no further than the Lexington-Richland School District to realize what these laws truly are: a license to silence students’ education.”

PEN America has been at the forefront of documenting and defending against the unprecedented rise of school book bans nationwide as well as the spread of educational censorship legislation to nearly half of all states. Collectively, these bills attempt to put certain ideas and concepts out of bounds in K-12 classrooms, and even in college classrooms. Texas, Florida, and Missouri lead with the most books banned. Depriving students of literary works flies in the face of basic constitutional freedoms, and PEN America is suing Escambia County, Florida, over its book bans.

Black and LGBTQ+ authors and books about race, racism, and LGBTQ identities have been disproportionately affected in the book bans documented by PEN America in the last year and a half. The wave of book banning is worse than anything seen in decades, with PEN America counting more than 4,000 book bans since the fall of 2021.

About PEN America

PEN America stands at the intersection of literature and human rights to protect open expression in the United States and worldwide. We champion the freedom to write, recognizing the power of the word to transform the world. Our mission is to unite writers and their allies to celebrate creative expression and defend the liberties that make it possible. To learn more visit PEN.org

Contact: Suzanne Trimel, STrimel@PEN.org, 201-247-5057

[chaoticsoft]

i hope my thirties are filled with traveling all over the world. i've felt increasingly frustrated/restless with the isolation of being in the states, especially over the last year. and having my sister-in-law (who lives in seoul with her korean husband) staying here just cements that feeling for me even more, just knowing in my heart that the world is vast and there are so many, many places i haven't seen yet. there is so much still to see, to taste, to touch, to love. they've been here like 4 days and have already introduced me to so!!! much new music and little sprinklings of korean :') it's been so regenerative to me but also it's given me such focus, like okay, i remember who i am now. i've always been a person with a passion for collecting languages, someone with an international heart, someone who loves and wants to see more of the world.

[sndwave]

the fuck do you mean hes from chicago

[matriarchy-au]

The previous post reminded me: I've been wondering how fast the human race would grow in numbers if women were in charge of their procreation.

The primary causes of death during pregnancy and childbirth would be eradicated without men.

Certainly, even without men involved, pregnancy is a risky venture. But if women had always been at the forefront of scientific advancement, we would have solved loads of issues much, much earlier. Women would never be forced to give birth in unsafe and uncomfortable positions that put stress on them and the baby. Women would never be forced to go without pain medication because the pain was considered a punishment from God.

More specifically...if black women were never trafficked in the trans Atlantic slave trade and subsequently kept at a man-made economic disadvantage, we wouldn't see the high rates of maternal and infant death that we see in the African American population. Without the lasting effects of trauma, and the scientific community that disregards their pain and death, women would overall be much much safer giving birth.

So without being forced, I still believe many women would choose to bear children. Especially since they would have a community of women around them to help raise children. We'd probably hit a number that worked for us and more or less remain at that number over centuries... like it seems early human populations did.

[baekk-hhyun]

"Funny how it's always a concern for murderers' human rights, but it's never a concern for the victims."

You don't know what you're talking about; educate yourself. You don't know anything about Latin America's struggle with violence and crime.

Source: https://elsalvadorinenglish.com/2025/01/16/survey-salvadorans-report-growing-safety-and-confidence-in-law-enforcement-with-over-90-feeling-safe-in-their-communities/

Those gang members don't deserve freedom. Justice is doing its job in El Salvador and making the streets safe again. Also, the prison releases people in case they find they were innocent.

Source: https://www.barrons.com/news/salvadoran-president-says-8-000-innocents-freed-in-war-on-gangs-c410e0af

This video interviews people over there who are happy with the changes made in their country. The inmates get daily recess, sing songs, and do some exercises. They are locked up most of the time. It's also not the only kind of prison they have there. This prison is mainly for gang members. For smaller crimes, there are nicer prisons with educational activities and more freedom.

Adding to this. The gang members in that prison said this. Also, many of them have admitted to being gang members and regret what they did and the innocent people they killed.

[lucidfairies]

— mess around (part four)

part one • part two • part three

synopsis: it wasn't everyday you moved to the south, surrounded by cowboys and their women, but here you were, and your new neighbor simply couldn't get any more enticing

pairing: rancher!sevika x married housewife!reader

warnings: cheating, divorce, angsty but also lots of fluff, borderline abusive, husband throws a chair, threatens to kill r, r is not physically harmed in any way, baddie sevika saves the day, husband's life is threatened, Sevika shoots him, no smut, the L word is dropped 😫

a/n: this one's a vastly different from the others and if it includes things you're not comfy with, just know you get divorced !

wc: 2.4k

You were crying where you sat at your kitchen table. They almost felt like alligator tears - fake, controlled, obtrusive. You were the one presenting him with the papers after all - why did you deserve to cry? You chose this, you spent weeks thinking about this, it was the clear option.

But quickly, when you took your seat, waves of regret rolled through you. You remembered your wedding day, and your honeymoon. Your first date, and what it felt like to move into an apartment together. It was hard to remember how those events became tarnished by the actions of your husband when you were sad like this.

Your wedding day was nothing like you had hoped. You didn’t get the dress you wanted, and the decorations didn’t go as planned. Your husband planned the honeymoon, chasing golf and all inclusive hotels, even though you had asked for something completely different. Begged, even. Moving into your first apartment led to you sleeping at local family homes after a massive fight over what color to paint the cabinets.

This was never going to work out. But that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt.

You also had to sit with the fact that you hurt him. He had a dream, and you knew it going in. He longed for a nice, pretty wife, in a nice, pretty home, with a bus full of kids. He wanted everything any man in America wanted. And you thought you did too.

That was, of course, until you met Sevika.

Sevika was different from your husband, in a million ways. She made you feel deep emotions that you hadn’t come close to touching when with your husband. She cared for you, and wondered about you, took you on dates and checked in on you even when she knew you were with your husband. She cared. Care wasn’t a feeling you often felt with your husband.

Several days leading up to this moment in your kitchen had felt like a blur. You often sat and stared at a wall, trying to decide if this was the best choice. It was terrible, but you always wondered what life would be like if you never told your husband and never saw Sevika again, and simply carried on life how it was before she entered it.

But that wasn’t possible. Not now. Not after she had shown you and done to you the things she had. You were different now, a changed woman even. She had wedged herself into your life and now there was no going back, no matter how much you sought out normalcy.

You had sex with your husband more, tried deeply to feel as good as you did with Sevika. Went out to dinner with him, talked about baby names with him. Anything to make life feel like it had. But a chill crept up your spine every time- her chill. Sex with her. Dinner with her. Baby names with her.

And knowing that, this was clearly the correct choice.

Sevika doubted you would ever find it in yourself to do what you were doing, and she didn’t know currently that you were doing it. She had longed for everything that the two of you had, aside from the crippling factor of it. She longed to keep you at home, have children with you, be with you for the rest of her life, and it was wrong.

All of this was wrong. She was never supposed to fall like this. It was always her, the ranch, her dog, and nothing more. Up until now, she believed that she needed nothing more. She was slow to realize that, the only way she could feel normal now, was when your scent tracked around her house, and your clothes found purchase on her floor -

When you laughed at her jokes, fucking giggled. Admired her horses in the stables, learned to mount them with her, made her earth stuttering meals and let her take you out and buy you nice things. It was normal, when she watched you prance around her house and lay upon her furniture, telling her about your favorite tv programs and your favorite songs.

Every song you had listened to had become her favorite song. She migrated from her heavier music to the slow, lyrical stuff that you liked. All the things she insisted were bullshit. ‘Why would anyone listen to this?’ She had first said to Jinx when she played songs you mentioned. But deep down in her chest, a warm feeling erupted, poured out of her and crept through every bone and muscle in her body.

It was you. You were situated in her now, and no matter how hard she tried, you would never be gone.

-

The table felt larger now that you were at it alone. You had moved the flowers from the center, in order to see your husband promptly when he came into the room. You had envisioned this moment a thousand times now, and here you were. He would sit across from you, you would hand him the papers, he would cry, and then it would be over.

But unfortunately for you, that’s not how it went.

The sound of the lock turning is what made your head shoot up. He was home, now was the time. He yelled to you, a kind hello, but you averted an answer, deciding on simply calling him into the kitchen. Your plan was progressing smoothly. He sat down at the table as you knew he would, and you slid the papers to him.

He had asked what they were, and you simply instructed him to open them, wiping a stray tear from your eye. He opened them and began to read. And read, and read, and read. He sat there for minutes, reading the sheets of paper. But he didn’t cry.

“No,” he said simply, shrugging, shutting the folder, and sliding it back over to you. You glared at him, brows knit. “You're nothing without me. You don't have a job. I kept you here because you can't leave. You have nowhere to go.”

“That's not true,” you pushed. “I have more family than you've ever had,” you spat back, pushing up from the table. “I'm not just some helpless, stupid woman, y'know.”

“I wouldn't be so sure,” he laughed at you. “How are you getting north with no money, babe?” The worst part is that he was right. You had no money and no work. But, you had family, and they could come and get you. “Exactly. So shut the fuck up and stay in your place.” You looked at him disgusted.

“Have you, genuinely, ever tried shutting the fuck up?” Your tone raised as anger pooled in you. “All you do is talk and talk about yourself and what you want and how everything revolves around you. There's a lot more to the world than a mediocre white man.” You could feel the anger pouring off of him.

“What did I just fucking say? Stop acting like a stupid whore,” he yelled back. Something told you to leave, get away from him and this, but you didn't. You stood your ground for as long as you could.

“This is why I'm ending things. You're terrible to me,” you were yelling now, harshness overtaking your body as your pent up feelings raged. “You do nothing, you treat me like shit, this is the worst relationship I've ever put myself in. You're awful.”

With a shriek, you jumped back as he lifted a chair and threw it at the fridge. “Keep talking like a bitch and I'm gonna smash your head into the fucking wall.” Slowly, you backed up, still keeping a safe distance from him. “Where the fuck do you think you're going?” He yelled as your pace quickened.

You knew what needed to be done, and without any further hesitation, you turned and ran. “Get the fuck back here,” he yelled after you, running to catch up.

He was taller than you by a large margin. If you hadn't been several yards away from him when you began running, he could've easily overtaken you, and most likely dragged you back inside. You didn't want to think of what he would do to you if he had caught you.

Fortunately, you didn't have to. You ran with all your strength across the street, banging hard and fast on Sevika's door. He was getting closer, and quick. She threw the door open, looking quickly between you and the angry man running towards you both, and immediately pulled you inside.

What you had failed to notice the other times you had been here was that Sevika kept a gun by her front door. And right now, she didn't fail to use it. Or at least threaten to use it.

“If you take one step closer I'll blow y’r fuckin’ brains out,” she spat towards him, shotgun propped up and aimed effortlessly at his head. “And I'm warnin’ you, pretty boy, I got a real good aim.”

“You think I'm afraid of a little dyke like you?” He yelled. Sevika shot.

She missed his head by a narrow margin, but it was on purpose. The bullet blew through the tip of his ear, blasting it off. “One more fuckin’ word and you're dead. Get off my property.” With a bloody grip on his ear, he ran back to your previous home with tears in his eyes.

He was gone. You were almost free. One signature was all it took for you to be a free woman, and knowing Sevika and your husband, he would undoubtedly sign it - even if it meant she had to hold her gun to his head.

You trickled down into a ball on the ground when Sevika shut the door. The moment had overtaken you, but you were quickly ripped back to the real world when she sat the gun down. If it weren't for her, you could be dead right now, and the feeling took over your body rapidly.

She joined you on the floor, pulling you into a tight hug and stroking your hair. “Y’r safe now, sugar, I ain't gonna hurt you like him.” You sobbed into her chest, probably, disgustingly, covering her in tears and snot. It was clear, though, that she didn't care. She didn't stop holding you until you had calmed down slightly.

She carried you to her living room and sat you down on the couch, ignoring your insistence on your ability to walk. She brought you tissues and water, joining you on the couch. “Now, you ain't gotta tell me what happened, peach, but I'd like to know why I almost just killed a man.” You sniffled, wiping your nose on your sleeve.

“I gave him divorce papers,” more tears fled, “he threw a chair a-and told me that I'm nothing without him and I h-have nowhere to go,” you broke down again, curling into a ball on her sofa. “He called me a stupid whore.”

“Oh sweet thing,” she moved from her position on the couch to come to yours, pulling you in once again. You unraveled, clinging to her as you cried. “You ain't stupid and you ain't a whore, and most importantly, you ain't those two things combined.” You punched out a laugh through your tears, but an overwhelming feeling of guilt took you over.

“But I am,” you cried. “I cheated on my husband, there's no word to describe me other than whore.” Sevika sighed, grasp on you tightening.

“Cheatin’ on someone who doesn't love you don't make you a whore, angel. You jus’ needed a change.” You gave her a small nod, letting yourself enjoy the feeling of being connected to her for a few moments before responding.

“What now?” You didn't expect answers from her. But you craved to know something about what would happen moving forward. You would have to go home, retrieve your papers and your things, somehow get them back north.

“Come live with me,” her voice was laced with nervousness, the feeling of being unsure not one that she felt very often. “Just during the transition. If ya’ hate it I'll help y’move back north. Promise.” Warmth bloomed in your chest at the thought.

“That sounds nice,” you smiled up at her, and before you could help it, you leaned up and pressed a gentle kiss to her cheek. “Thank you, Sevika. For everything.” She chuckled.

“Baby I ain't done nothin’ other than steal you from y’r husband.” You shook your head, sitting up to protest her.

“I would've left him regardless. You gave me a taste of what a genuine relationship feels like, not just some nuclear poster board one. You made me feel things that I've never felt before, you made me feel loved, and I love you for it, and..” you stopped immediately when you realized what you had said. You love her for it.

“You ain't gotta say nothin’ you don't mean, darlin’.” She said, awkwardly. You couldn't have possibly meant it, not to her. You were sad and probably not thinking straight after having your life threatened.

You moved away from her on the couch to face her. “I do mean it. These past few months you've made me feel things that nobody has made me feel before, I really, really like you Sev, and I think that a piece of me, actually, more than a piece of me loves you, too.” You met her eyes, fear ridden in yours. This fear didn't feel the same as it did with your husband. That fear felt as if he was going to hurt you, this fear - this fear was of the what ifs. What if you were just sex to her? What if it meant nothing?

“C’mere,” she dragged you into her lap, hands resting respectfully on your waist. “I love you too, sugar. But that don't mean nothin’ in the scheme of things. I'm not gonna keep you here jus’ cus I got a crush on you. If you need a leave or go back north, you say the word, y’hear me?”

With a wide smile and a cock of your head, you leaned in and kissed her, this one meaning more than any other kiss you'd have in your lifetime. “I hear you, Vika.” She couldn't resist smiling.

This was all she ever wanted, and she got it. And no matter what she said - she was never letting you go. You were hers now, and she was yours.

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[wofpantheon]

PYRRHIA

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Roughly 1.5x the size of North America, Pyrrhia is the largest continent inhabited by dragons. Despite it's monumental size, very few areas on the map are considered un-owned territory, with even fewer areas being considered unexplored entirely.

Thanks to the continent's huge climate range, Pyrrhia has the most dragon tribe diversity of any landmass, hosting seven tribes in their entirety.

This includes: SkyWings, IceWings, SandWings, MudWings, RainWings, NightWings and SeaWings.

IceWing Territory

The Ice Kingdom, inhabited primarily by IceWings, is a large peninsula in the far north, also including a smaller cape just slightly south. It borders both the Sky Kingdom and the Kingdom of Sand.

While a large portion of IceWings live within the walls of the Ice Palace (an extravagant city compared to most other palaces), the majority live in villages and towns along the Ice Kingdom's coast. This is ideal for most, since the primary food source of IceWings are fish & sea-faring birds and mammals. However, it's not uncommon to find an IceWing family or two living further inland, hunting elk and other land-dwelling prey.

While only a relatively small portion of IceWing territory remains snowy year-round, the entire territory all the way down to Where-No-Dragon-Goes-Hungry can be seen blanketed in ice and snow during the winter months.

SkyWing Territory

The Sky Kingdom is home to the SkyWings, and is the largest land-based dragon-claimed territory on the map, give or take. Their territory borders several other kingdoms, including the Kingdom of the Sea, Ice Kingdom, Mud Kingdom, and the Kingdom of Sand.

Being quite physically big and territorial compared to most other dragons, SkyWings demand much more space (and use of such space) than their neighbors, despite there being much fewer of them overall. By technicality, the Sky Kingdom encompasses the entire Pyrrhian mountain range; although the SkyWings living any farther south than the Diamond Spray Delta tend not to argue about where borders are drawn, so long as they get a good night's sleep.

SkyWings tend to live solitarily or in pairs/family units, with the exception of those living in the Sky Palace working for the current Queen. Due to this, there are very few dedicated SkyWing towns or villages, with most SkyWings opting instead to pick out an ideal cave in the mountains to call home. This is of course not absolute, and there are many SkyWings living in harmony in bordering towns and cities with other tribes, some being SkyWing dominant.

MudWing Territory

The Mud Kingdom is home to the MudWings; the tribe of the largest land-dwelling dragons in the world. Their kingdom borders the Sky Kingdom, the Kingdom of the Sea and the Rainforest Kingdom.

Despite their size, they actually don't hold the largest amount of territory. Being rather sedentary, they typically never need more than the average pond to themselves and their siblings.

MudWing territory consists of a variety of land types, with the standard swamps and marshes; but also including bamboo forests, floodplains, sparse rainforest and grasslands. This variety in biome gives them plenty of agricultural opportunity, making MudWings one of the largest exporters of both plant and animal produce.

Their rich land also provides an abundance of earthen materials that other tribes covet for their own uses in construction, pottery and other types of craftsmanship; including kaolinite and other clays, calcite, etc!

RainWing Territory

The Rainforest Kingdom is home to the RainWings, the tribe of the smallest and most numerous dragons on the continent. Their kingdom borders the Mud Kingdom and the Kingdom of the Sea.

RainWings live communally, and thus are not separated into several towns. Rather, all RainWings (for the most part) share a single village that extends quite far throughout the rainforest, held together by the Queen's Royal Pavilion (marked on the map as the RainWing Village).

Although, since the events of the NightWing exodus from the Volcano, there lies a single other village amongst the jungle. Some RainWings find it comfortable enough to live there with the NightWing refugees, but don't prefer it.

The rainforest is a dragon's ultimate destination for near any kind of exotic fruit, flower, or animal. While RainWings used to be the top exporter of their tropical produce, these days the MudWings have taken on the task of growing orchards and vineyards, while the RainWings keep to themselves.

SeaWing Territory

SeaWing territory, home to the SeaWings, is technically the largest dragon-claimed territory on earth; this is because the vast majority of their inhabited space is underwater, and thus there is very little competition for territory. The land they control however, is the smallest compared to any other tribe, consisting mostly of small islands and islets. Their territory borders the Rainforest Kingdom, Mud Kingdom and Sky Kingdom.

Despite being the largest kind of dragon on the planet, they are incredibly numerous due to the abundance of food and territory. SeaWings live communally, but are spread across several habitable zones, including the Deep Palace and Summer Palace (their primary homes), and various island caves, huts, deep sea trenches, and sea stacks.

They are also partially migratory, spending warmer springs and summers in the Summer Palace, and living deeper underwater through autumn and winter.

SandWing Territory

The Kingdom of Sand, controlled by the SandWings, is the third largest land-based dragon territory on the continent. Consisting of vast dunes and open savannas, this desert environment isn't suitable for most other tribes. Their kingdom borders the Sky Kingdom and the Ice Kingdom.

Despite their large quantity of land, SandWings are actually not very high in population; more than SkyWings or especially NightWings, but fewer than most. SandWings are largely nomadic, not living in one particular place for their whole lives; instead relying on sparse oases and rivers spread throughout the desert, and traveling around for food.

Some SandWings, particularly those seeking refuge and safety from war, may choose to spend most of their time in small cities like the Scorpion Den, or border towns like Possibility and Sanctuary. Even then, many prefer to stay on their feet and travel often, reserving their town homes for sleep, rough weather or retirement.

Similarly, many SandWings working for royalty may choose to live in the Stronghold.

NightWing Territory

NightWing territory, the smallest and most uninhabitable, is home to the declining population of NightWings. It does not directly border any other kingdoms, but does have an animus-conjured portal to the Rainforest Kingdom.

Despite all the odds, NightWings manage to survive here on the small (near completely ash-polluted) ponds dotting the island, and by using desalination devices to convert seawater into drinkable water.

The prey on their volcanic home is close to non-existent; consisting almost entirely of occasional seabirds, crabs, beached sea turtles, and fish caught far out at sea using nets; although as time goes on, fewer NightWings are in good enough health to carry fish-filled nets back home.

Their fortress is half-collapsed due to a volcanic eruption, and the air is so hot, heavy and sulphuric that one might find it almost impossible to breathe if you hadn't been born there. What a pity.

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*You may use the blank version of the map for personal things as long as credit to Thorne & I is given! Tag me if you do :D I'd love to see!

This has been in the works probably the longest of anything I've made in relation to my WoF headcanons. I swear I've redone this entire map 3 or 4 times. After a year and a half, hopefully this is the last!!

I hope y'all like it!!

Huge thanks to my friend Thorne for her contributions to the climate placing, I wouldn't have been able to make it look at ALL natural without her help.

If you have any questions or suggestions for edits/additions please let me know! My ask box is open too.