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i am the father of lies

Venerable Lair

carved into the

Rotrock Rim

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aence | ♂️ | 22 | 0+ fr time
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you seem to have stumbled into
A STRANGE PART OF THE WOODS

You're days from civilization.
The Rotrock Rim seems to stretch on forever, and you've about reached the end of your water supply.

As you approach the edge of the forest,
alive in pulsing, veiny growths,
a dim nook in the trees seems to call to you.

A path! Surely enough, you hear the sounds of life. Crackling bonfires. Laughter. A screeching cacophony of chordophones in the night.

Peaking through the wilting foliage, you see clusters of dens, huts and painted caves.
Dark enchantments glisten in rotting husks of trees.

A village. A thriving, decrepit village.
Dragons live in a place like this?

And live they did. The putrid reek of rot behind you startles you from your eavesdropping. You're faced with a pair of gleaming red eyes.

The dragon, eclipsed in shadow and soaked in the blood of it's kill, pushes past you and slinks towards the village.

WILL YOU FOLLOW?

FIGHT ON

my love

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Hypercoaster said

February 21, 2015 03:31:42

Glad you like my description for Hebephrenia. I'm a neuroscientist whose specialty is neuropsychiatric disorders. I'm always trying to spread awareness of mental illness and decrease stigma.