Moonspire.
With the sun fading into the afternoon, casting a golden glow across the hills, the Moonstone Kingdom's royal capital finally came into view –– Moonspire finally came into view—grander, spreading, and shining like a silver jewel embedded deep within the valley. Its white-and-silver walls shone in the late afternoon sunlight, clean and unblemished, and its scores of towers reached toward the sky, topped with banners bearing the Moonstone Kingdom crest—a crescent moon on a midnight blue field—streamed high above.
At its very center, standing tall above the city, rose the famous Moonspire itself—a towering spire of glimmering stone and reflective glass that seemed to capture the dying light like a sword unsheathed from a heavenly scabbard. It pierced the clouds, its surface shimmering with reflections, giving the impression that the heavens had descended to leave a fragment of themselves among mortals.
