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The setting of the novels
Riasles.
A cold canal city with a warm heart.
Riasles is an independent island city-state ringed by the sea. It is a place made rather than grown, built from overlapping inheritances and generations of people who settled, endured, and made the island their own.
You will not find it on a map. But if you walk its streets, you will recognize the echoes of the real world.
1.The
The city
The
Water.
The sea rings the island, keeping the city finite and contained.
In the mornings, cold maritime fog rolls off the harbour, drifting past ferry landings and narrow brick terraces. A wide river threads through the city center, breaking off into a quiet network of canals where amber bridge lights reflect on the dark water at dusk.
2.The
The city
The
Streets.
The city wears its history like an archive. There is an elegant friction to the architecture.
Its money counting houses sit in the shadows of tall finance towers, and iron rails border cultivated public gardens. It is a place of formal promenades, wet stone, ox-blood leather, and glasshouses kept warm while the weather cools outside.
3.The
The city
The
Pulse.
Beneath the cold northern light, the heart of the city is undeniably warm.
The scent of leaf mulch and canal water gives way to the lively hum of the indoor markets: the smell of ground pepper, dried fish, and fried plantain. It is a city alive with the sounds of swept front steps, casual riverside conversation, and families gathering tightly as evening falls.
Pieces of the city
More from Riasles.
I'm planning bespoke scents, hand-poured candles, fashion pieces inspired by the characters, and printed letters from the author. These are still in development.