The Deep Part I

In a land far from the Western Empire, which neither sees light nor rain, a lone figure sat on a polished rock. His expression was haggard, reminiscent of one who had exhausted every bit of energy in every fibre of his being. If one wanted to know the true meaning of exhaustion, they could just look at his face, and peer into his eyes. His eyes were green, an even rarer colour than Mane's sky blue pearls. They acted as the only source of light in this man forsaken place. This was 'The Deep'. One of the forbidden zones in Zandor. It was famed for its cruelty in returning all who entered as heaps of skin and bones to its outskirts. This land was a great mystery. Unlike other forbidden areas like the Forest of Gloom that provided reasons for their danger, this one did not. Anyone who dares venture into the Forest of Gloom was aware of the dangers it had. Many kingdoms, and even the Four Empire Coalition had given up on exploring that land because the beasts that resided in it were too