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Post by Daiwa Scarlet on Apr 25, 2020 18:03:43 GMT -8
You find yourself on a platform hovering above a hollow tower. A torrent of rain soaks the golden bricks, with bolts of lightning tearing through the sky around. Gusts surge around the edges, pulling at those who get too close. Glowing white crystals hover around the platform, fighting with the gloom of the darkened sky. A pavilion provides shelter to those on the platform while leaving a clear view of the surroundings. A banquet table faces the edge, covered with a feast sure to please any who might partake. The floor is inlaid with marble and precious gems, decoration surrounding four rings. The tower sits on the side of a mountain, with a valley before it. Nestled within the valley, you see the lights of a city surrounding a central river which flows into the distance.
A man and woman sit at the table. The man looks elderly and has the aura of a wise leader. The woman seems younger, almost of the age where she could still be considered a child. She has features of an avian faunus, with tufts of feathers behind her ears.
A girl with a dress of leaves and a black cat are here.
Every so often, individuals in scholarly robes with earth tones and olives walk up to talk to the pair. They appear from the ring of wood and disappear to the same. From the ring of gold, craftsmen in uniforms of white wander in. They quickly brush off what stains they can before meeting the pair.
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Post by Daiwa Scarlet on Apr 25, 2020 18:06:24 GMT -8
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