concoctive: ꜰᴏʟᴋʟᴏʀᴇ ∗ ᴘʟs ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ (012)
alfyn greengrass! ([personal profile] concoctive) wrote 2024-06-24 01:48 am (UTC)

[ he shakes his head, before nodding after. ]

It's alright. Better everybody knows what they can, right..?

[ a beat ]

... we got lost in the fog. All apart, at first, 'til me and Tot found each other and then saw Geto and Pickles. In a big castletown with white stone walls. But the streets were empty and the people... they were scared, hidin'. Like I've seen folks be durin' wartime and plagues in Orsterra.

Don't blame 'em. The guards, we couldn't tell at first, they were so far away, but they were dead. Walkin' dead. [ looking straight ahead on this part, away from caelus. ] And there was this tree, ain't seen one so big before. It was dead, too, but had this... rot. This energy and rot.

Like it was rottin' the place inside to out.

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