Add steps out of the mist to the scent of blood and smoke. In the distance he can hear sobbing (soft, young, feminine) before it suddenly vanishes, something cackling in the air. All around him is ruined trees and burnt buildings, and the dirt is stained red. Only the manor remains untouched, an eerie red light burning through the attic window. Above, the moon shines brighter than he's ever seen it, and a more poetic soul may say that it looked to be in agony. A portal seems to be spread before it, but it looks more like something's been forcibly pried open, held still with hooks as the last of numerous lights filter through it.
Something screeches in a distance, and the portal snaps shut, the moon stained red.
In the clearing by the well, a familiar shadow sits, eye-lights a mix of a sickly green, a deep blue and a melty black, as if the shadow is crying too. He doesn't seem to notice Add at all.
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Add steps out of the mist to the scent of blood and smoke. In the distance he can hear sobbing (soft, young, feminine) before it suddenly vanishes, something cackling in the air. All around him is ruined trees and burnt buildings, and the dirt is stained red. Only the manor remains untouched, an eerie red light burning through the attic window. Above, the moon shines brighter than he's ever seen it, and a more poetic soul may say that it looked to be in agony. A portal seems to be spread before it, but it looks more like something's been forcibly pried open, held still with hooks as the last of numerous lights filter through it.
Something screeches in a distance, and the portal snaps shut, the moon stained red.
In the clearing by the well, a familiar shadow sits, eye-lights a mix of a sickly green, a deep blue and a melty black, as if the shadow is crying too. He doesn't seem to notice Add at all.
What will he do?