I have just draw my very first Fantasy Map.
It was exciting to sit there and draw out my fantasy lands.
Complete with towns, seas and mountain ranges.
The perfect companion map world!!!
Yours Sincerely, POSOWOCO
Anyone wanting to see a map of a fantasy world not yet found?
A world where people sing for a living?
Our first attempt at a fantasy map inspired us to draw the things from our past and we just loved creating it!
Here we present the "Acting Sea" and its islands.
These are so-called because of the songs made on each island by its people and animals.
Eventually, almost everyone started competing in a 10-day singing competition for best song of the year.
Read the Notes to discover their world and history.
Study the map, read the notes and hear the world's music.
A Very Special First Fantasy Map
From "Lincoln Lake" to "Beer Castle",
hear the stories behind each place,
sometimes uplifting, sometimes sad
We hope you will visit us soon!!!.
The Land of Acting
This is a "a land of plenty", where everyone feels as if they are acting every day on some kind of huge play
Indeed Shakespeare would have it no other way
It has a medium-size population of around 3,500 people and run by a small conventional government
Sometimes based at "Marliegh Hotel" and other times at "Home Grange"
It gets it's income from exporting local produce (especially "Beer Castle" beer), gifts and magical services.
The Time Tree
The time tree was a "curious creation"
On one hand, you had a tree on an island all alone (there was no other vegetation)
and on the other a portal to other times but usually only in these islands
First discovered by Lord Marliegh in 1715, he only just got back to his present time by accident of fortune
Even to this day, he thinks it was all a dream
The tree works by you standing under its branches, closing your eyes and then imagining the time and place where you want to be
Perhaps it is just a dream maker after all?
This is a "huge and deep lake" where it is said it was named after the Earl of Lincoln visited in 1918
There are no records of this save to say that he and his wife Rebecca left a set of small houses and a church for everyone to enjoy
Weekly commutes happen regularly for people to visit the lake and amenities and a prayer said for all families and peace
Recently a huge flock of white geese arrived on the very anniversary of the Lincoln visit - coincidence?
Nasty Sea Serpent
Although described as "nasty" and "grotesque", this long-lived serpent guards the whole archipelago and these days talks to all that ask it questions
It talks though, in a low buzzy hissing tone
Many years ago the people would come to fight this "monster" but never win
It took a brave girl called Jessica Clay to talk to the serpent and spend weeks explaining her peoples' ways and reasons
Eventually, the "Nasty Sea Serpent" agreed to be their guardian in return for food and company.
Although now part of the island's "Parklife" legend, Burley Park is a sad place where a local physician died of unknown causes
This was after discovering, then "losing" a cure for ageing according to a journal that was washed up some years later in the bay nearby
The page with the secret on had been torn out
Perhaps it was the page the good doctor had written the secrets upon
The park was named after this fatal practitioner.
"Lord Marliegh" arrived on the island around 1702, It was a good year for exploration as not many people were capable and willing or able to travel
There was a wealth of treasures to be gained
A serious man, he made his mark by trading with the locals for goods and unknown fruit
Eventually, he built a compound and created the "Marliegh Hotel"
He brought his family over
Although they liked it at first, one by one they left for England until the hotel was empty
Lord Marliegh died a lonely but rich man.
Iron Man Peaks
Towards the northeast of the main island lives the Iron Man, it is said he "protects" the peaks and their treasures
No-one has passed through them to this day
It is perhaps out of respect for some early iron-ore miners who tragically disappeared around the start of the 1800s that the mountains were named "Iron Man Peaks"
People like to pay their respect by visiting the nearby lake and say a few words
Curiously, all flying vehicles are banned from these mountains
Some say Iron Man walks the ridges shortly before sunset and would not harm a fly.
Some very "high volcanic mountains" separate the north from the south populations on the main island
Some of the peaks of these mountains are said to go so high you can touch the stars
It is a fact that people come to learn to sing and eventually find that the secrets are not in musical knowledge but in the vocal strength, breathing and relaxation
A local glory competition for best song of the year spurs people on although most people are sung to by their parents and so learn when very little
Once taught by the mountains, usually at a young age, people visit the mountains again
It is said the "Singing Mountains" sing back and remember all who have learned there.
Like it or not, every day a single person has to man this tower as a form of enforced meditation
It is not done as a punishment, it is done for no other reason than tradition
No one knows why or how it started but they are glad they did and some look forward to it all year
It seems to be un-thought of in our society but then we get used to what is normal for us
This was normal for the island's people
One further reason may be that everyone who visits feels enlightened when they return and goes on to live a rich and generous healthy life.
The islands once had a need for a local "home-styled army"
"Home Grange" was an old settlement but is now where the police and protectors are based
It's a huge imported granite built home where the staff are isolated until they are needed by the government
The reason for this has never been understood
The Grange is where all training is carried out for duties in all works of life
When you arrive there you won't be able to leave until your training is done
It's not a bad life though as all food, drink and entertainment are free.
Camera Man Woods
When the "first cameras" were invented, England sent a lone man called Pete Chalice to the kingdom
He went to record and photograph the beautiful lands
On his way around the main island, he visited some strange woods
Strange because they seemed to be singing
His last correspondence was that he could hear his name being sung in a low, low voice so was "going to investigate"
Peter was never seen again and the woods were re-named in his honour.
Between the north and south of the main island, some "very high" volcanic mountains separate the, until recently, "very different" populations
These are the mountains where a society started to live and love together
The two tribes would regularly mount raids on each other taking bits and pieces
There was no all-out war though
Eventually, after a peace deal brokered by Lord Marliegh, the peoples started to share the mountains and create roads across them
They have been named the Society Mountains to this day, affirming the union of the two tribes.
On the most easterly island lies an "ancient brewery" that was developed and maintained for centuries
Here at Beer Castle, tipples were made, supped, sold and later exported
This practice is still alive today being one of the island's main exports
People take it in turns to spend some time there just doing the simple things and eating fresh healthy food
No one can forget Beer Castle and its romantic sunrises and sunsets.
This is the "main sea" from which travel to and from the land is done
A funny kind of colour appears on the surface once every year
When looked into you can see your reflection, not as it is now but from the past or future
It is said it can tell the future too
Most of the population gather and row out into the sea in their boats when this occurrence is due
They can wait for hours or sometimes days as it's never on time
No one has ever gotten to the bottom of this phenomenon.
And finally, read the poem "Land Without Ends" to get a feel for what the people here write about.
A Land Without Ends
Through a ship, we travel light,
As if to sleep, attract or mystify,
Until our warmth reflects our eyes,
We hope the land will recognise.
The land does not smile but gives us hope,
As we sweep into the coves and bays,
As we dance amongst the hidden ruins,
And gaze upon the empty streets.
We will be guided by sweet smells,
And listen to the tolling of bells,
And wait until a cloud appears,
To cover us and closeout ears.
But the weather does not smile,
And the land and roads do not bare,
And the sea is rough around our toes,
As we walk back down to harbour.
And so it's as we never came,
We take the ship and move past rocks,
We want to think we've gained a stay,
But off we travel light.
This is a land without ends,
We take it all and follow our hearts,
We will be back again for sure,
But for now we are not sweet friends.
3rd January 2020