10/1/2025, 7:59 PM
The vision was ethereal, beautiful, hardly the sort of words Sarge ever wanted to apply to anything in Mythris. The strange blooms held his attention, his gaze narrowing. Why these particular flowers? What secret did they hide? Only then did he realize his feet had been carrying him in their direction all along. Even unconsciously, he was being drawn toward this hell. Perfect.
A handful of others had gathered nearby, watching the same vision. Well, at least he wasn’t crazy alone.
His golden gaze swept over the small group, curious to hear their thoughts.
A handful of others had gathered nearby, watching the same vision. Well, at least he wasn’t crazy alone.
What the fuck was that?The question was more rhetorical than anything. He snorted.
Why should we trust some clouds to lead us anywhere but doom? This land can’t be trusted. Apparently, neither can the sky. Has anyone else seen this before? Or are we just something special?
His golden gaze swept over the small group, curious to hear their thoughts.
