Setting this up has not been straightforward but more by luck than judgement the region has made it on to my screen with its resident 'Master Avatar', who remained a gray misty gas-ball for over a week whilst I struggled my way through the forums and finally learnt the trick that she has to wear not only a 'new' skin, 'new' eyes and a 'new' shape but also 'new' hair after which Kazaam! - the default Ruth avatar is forced to appear.
The steep learning curve was amply rewarded by viewing the land spread as ordained across the new wastes of sim as I loaded my first terrain file. Coupled with reading a passage in Freya Stark's The Southern Gates of Arabia
this experience has set me dreaming of worlds in creation.No grimmer coast can be imagined. The mountains are sharp - naked apparently as when they hissed in black coils from the darkness of earth, lonely and hard as death, and with a derelict and twisted beauty. Their cliff faces press one behind the other towards the sea, whose luminous moving waves seemed to repeat in gentler and more living form the chaos of their desolate chasms and ridges.
I know how to do it now, and what is this? Southie Allen offering a landscape competition for residents of Blues Islands? Guys you ain't seen nothing yet! Stand back and watch the Twisted Mountains rise...
