The Community Lands

Neutral residential territory: neat rows of identical small two-story cabins with modest porches and small yards, laid out like a suburban neighbourhood (“I wanted the fated humans seeking sanctuary to have some familiarity” — Levi was lead architect); winding pathways, greenhouse gardens, wooden decks, soft lights along the sidewalks, running water nearby, trees in green, gold and red. Has its own community market with a retail store and florist and a (relatively new) spa; gated employee housing. No stable power grid in — runs on generators. Academy children call it “full of Wintermoon’s rejects.” Home to unclaimed fated humans awaiting mates, light-magic witches who still practise the…