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The future isn't what it used to be

Venerable Lair

on the

Mirrorlight Promenade

Clan Info

Yang
SkeletalSpade/ Pure-decay
INTJ
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still; quiet

Winter stretches on into the distance, waves of snow crescending into dips and hills, swallowing bushes and trees with the ever gradual decent of fresh powder. No sound, no movement, the surrounding world having descended into a cotton silence, the deceased that lay all about hardly evidence of what had taken place for days prior. Quiet, still, and undisturbed by the fat and thick snowflakes that drift in a gently dizzying flurry.

Dusty red flags rustle in a slow-to-grow nipping breeze; bare-threaded, torn and raged, symbolic animal figures dancing with their curled edges and burnt colors, the surrounding space surrounded by the remnants of splintered wood and shattered beams.

The distant gurgling of a river serenades the blackened birch and naked pine trees, all thats' been burnt by a recently-ended zealous fire, one that had reveled despite being struck in the thick blanket of winter, its flames creeping and crawling from torches to hay, to cotton cloth and more recently, lounging corpses.

The blood, the bodies, armor and all its accompaniments, are slowly swallowed by the gentle flurrying blizzard. Swords which are thrust upward from the ground or are burried deep in the quelled bossom of a knight, are all that will reveal the battle ground in mere hours, into the cold, passive night.