Far across the many oceans of our world, through time and deapth. There in lies the hidden ocean. Aquelius, a strange sea covered by thick fog, with a constantly stormy and luminescent green surface. It is said many ships go missing in the Bermuda triangle. The same could not be said for Aquelius, no one is ever reported missing (probably cause no one returns, and whoever enters is erased from memory and existence) it could be less victims, or a massively larger amount, compared to the legends of the Bermuda triangle. But, the story is not about Aquelius (though it plays a part in it) It is abought an island within Aquelius.

         

                          As far as i know, the said island has no name. The island is in the middle of the Aquelius, there the fog, storm and luminescence are gone. Aquelius is so big, that the clean normal ocean around the island go's further than the eye can see. Times ten. Here the water is clear bluegreen, with a cool refreshing feel. The island land scape is like England. With grass plains to the east, swooping rolling cliffs along the coast. a cold friged north, & a large forest consuming more than half the island. The west and north are covered in Pine and Evergreens, and the souht east is full of Maple, Sycamore, and Birch. The centeral area is covered with Oak, Dogwood, Tulip poplar, & Japanese maples.

                                                      

                                   The island was masive at one point, but a section to the west is seperated by a current that rips through it and the main island. Its a deep, narrow chasm. The current is like a river, the nothern part is called Hero River, & the middle to bottom is slpit in half by a section of land that broke frome both sides. There is a masive space between the western island and the middle island, this gap is so large they call it a sea. The sea is called Narrow sea. The bit that tares through the eastern side meats up with the western side, this river is the Twin river. The Twin river goes all the way down to a narrow gap, the gap is shallow, and passable by boat. The gaps name is Stigma gap. Stigma gap is the only way to cross over to the west. With one draw back there is a dry, desert like  mountain range called no Mans land, because no man lives there. The island splitting the river is accessible by a wooden bridge on the main island side. Here it is still deep and narrow. The briged island is also covered by the forest, the islands name is Dreap island. The bit to the west is called the lands of banishment. For some crime you can get banished there. Not much is nown abought it. Its ruged and mysterious. Strange things happen there, troops have gone to find out about it, but never returned.