General

The kingdom is a peninsula, terminated to the north-east by a ridge of mountains thirty miles high, which are altogether impassable, by reason of the volcanoes upon the tops: neither do the most learned know what sort of mortals inhabit beyond those mountains, or whether they be inhabited at all. On the three other sides, it is bounded by the ocean. There is not one seaport in the whole kingdom: and those parts of the coasts into which the rivers issue, are so full of pointed rocks, and the sea generally so rough, that there is no venturing with the smallest of their boats; so that these people are wholly excluded from any commerce with the rest of the world.

By descriptionari, June 30, 2012.

Found in Gulliver's Travels, authored by Jonathan Swift.

General

Calling it a kingdom was like calling a muddy potato world class cuisine. There were few functioning roads, no schools and the population was both malnourished and dishevelled. Mostly the fields grew weeds, not because there were no farmers, or there had been a drought, but because of the taxes from the crown. They demanded more than the peasants could give and then took the machinery as payment. The soldiers weren't local of course, they barely spoke the language, they were hired from a kingdom over the waters. Yet it was a kingdom with a king and a fancy palace. It had a name and a set of laws. In the taverns though all the talk was of rebellion and the transition was set to be anything but bloodless.

By chun, October 17, 2014.
Legends & Mythology

Everything reflects the golden rays of the sun, it seems so bright in comparison to the mortal kingdom, I have to keep my head down. Nothing has changed, of course. I think there shall come a time when the mortal cities will surpass in grandeur and luxury. And their weapons and warriors will be able fell the mighty guards who stand watch, because they change, and the Gods are stubborn and stuck in their way. Buildings rear either side of me, they are built to last thousands of years and are a rare sight, a vivid feast for the eyes. The novelty of them has worn off, in the distance is a bridge of many stone arches, each of them perfectly formed, it leads to my destination, the Palace of Gods. It is sat high upon the hill overlooking the city, many pointed towers stab blindly at the sky giving it the look of an eccentric crown.

By imber, January 22, 2016.