12-01-2023, 12:14 AM
(This post was last modified: 12-01-2023, 12:17 AM by Velkan. Edited 3 times in total.)
There are devilish thoughts, even in the most angelic minds.
A quote he was sure he had heard somewhere in the great beyond. Somewhere poetry thrived atop a mountain in a quaint little town, where women fawned over the idea of flowery words rather than actions. It was a place that was lavish in architecture and cathedrals, marked by a God who did not favor them. Yes. He was sure he had heard it here. Before it fell to ashes by the very people who thrived off its charm.
Having woken up in a new, odd place with even odder creatures, felt like a blessing in disguise. Domains remained unconquered, women remained flowered, and men seemed to be well... men. Primal instincts seemed to flourish in this land, and it was a trait he could appreciate. Even more so as his paws carried him to the edge of the world.
Gloom and despair clung to the thick clouds that rolled in overhead. It was suffocating and toxic, but the man reveled in the words. It caused the dark, mysterious green plateau give off an ominous, almost deadly aura. As if he was to take another step, venom would be plunged into his skin and he would writhe on the floor. It felt like an illusion. A masterfully crafted one at that. Rising peaks of mountains and rolling hills cradled the terrain, maintaining its structure against the open sea. Littered throughout, small patchworks of streams courses gingerly through the blades. All of which led to a lake that could reflect the heavens. It was wide as it was gorgeous, providing the perfect atmosphere for a home he was itching to built. Yes. This place would surely do.
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A quote he was sure he had heard somewhere in the great beyond. Somewhere poetry thrived atop a mountain in a quaint little town, where women fawned over the idea of flowery words rather than actions. It was a place that was lavish in architecture and cathedrals, marked by a God who did not favor them. Yes. He was sure he had heard it here. Before it fell to ashes by the very people who thrived off its charm.
Having woken up in a new, odd place with even odder creatures, felt like a blessing in disguise. Domains remained unconquered, women remained flowered, and men seemed to be well... men. Primal instincts seemed to flourish in this land, and it was a trait he could appreciate. Even more so as his paws carried him to the edge of the world.
Gloom and despair clung to the thick clouds that rolled in overhead. It was suffocating and toxic, but the man reveled in the words. It caused the dark, mysterious green plateau give off an ominous, almost deadly aura. As if he was to take another step, venom would be plunged into his skin and he would writhe on the floor. It felt like an illusion. A masterfully crafted one at that. Rising peaks of mountains and rolling hills cradled the terrain, maintaining its structure against the open sea. Littered throughout, small patchworks of streams courses gingerly through the blades. All of which led to a lake that could reflect the heavens. It was wide as it was gorgeous, providing the perfect atmosphere for a home he was itching to built. Yes. This place would surely do.
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