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Post by SSaiYen on Jan 15, 2021 1:21:41 GMT
It was a bright sunny day, I was enjoying the breeze atop of our pavillion in the clouds.
I closed my eyes for a brief respite, only to be greeted by a terrible vision:
<B>I stood atop of a foul looking mound, surrounded by tall <B>gnarly trees. The stench of the dead permeated the thick <B>and heavy air. It was hard to breathe, the evil <B>is suffocating.
[THWACK]
I was jolted awake by the sound of my spear hitting the ground. Unconsciously, my grip has loosened. I quickly penned down this vision as vividly as I can recall, and tightly gripped my weapon before crushing that Kindred talisman, rushing off to warn my kins.
Silvarion Devoura Dark Hyun-Jae
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Post by SSaiYen on Jan 15, 2021 1:23:11 GMT
Darkness, echoes and moans. I can feel the heavy air in there.
Handfuls of.. creatures? The winds carried what I can make out to be whispers that sounded like "food"? It seemed like they are... hungry?
I saw one pair of eyes through the fog, a look of frustration and perhaps despair. Their will to live slowly slipping away with the passage of time.
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I snap out of my trance and realize that I was still standing underneath the tree in our circle. I quickly penned down my vision on our boards and prepared myself, ready to set out at a moment's notice.
Perhaps this time, light has gone through the dark curtains we call Fate?
Silvarion Devoura Dark Hyun-Jae
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