Her people were simple, her culture based off survival. They would fish in the reefs for food, and drink from water collected from the rain. They had no advanced weaponry or trained warriors to fight the wars of the larger rising empires of the known world, but the reef protected them. No foreign invaders could take the free lands of her people, for no foreigners knew the secret paths cut into the reefs for access. Their ships littered the edge of her world like a graveyard of great gnarled wooden corpses. With each new addition to the bottom of the oceans, she knew more would come. The invaders sought to end her way of life, but her people were content in their strong belief the reefs would protect them forever. They would not.