Season: Autumn
Time Period: Modern
Time Of Day: Sun Set
Weather: It is crisp air outside but the humidity of several days rain is still lingering here and there. There is a slow steady wind that moves the leaves in the trees.
Setting: The central city of Haven is an old village that was abandoned centuries before but it has maintained its brilliance due to the magical enchantments that were placed on it when it was created. The tavern as always remains. You know this village.
The sun hung low that day, resting against the far horizon; streams of fiery light cut over the rolling hills, blanketing the ground in sun kissed flames. The air smelt of pine and maple as the winds rustled the leaves gently which hung in the trees. Falling leaves caught up in the breeze and danced; little fairies of flora performing a ballet until they would bow rested on the waters surface on the lake.
How long had it been since she had laid eyes on such surreal scenes? Too long. Home called to them all eventually, a gentle song strung in their hearts; sweet memories and bitter battles would tug at their minds. Even the taste of the air would turn their heads and drawn them back; time and time again.
Here they were birthed, here they lived; here they perished. The smiles came to mind and laughter flooded the senses. Transcendence was nothing new to those who wandered into the Haven and every goodbye brought another hello to fill the void. Today another cycle began and lips wore a bright smile as eyes twinkled to see home once again.
"She's here," a gentle voice whispered to herself as she ran to the window of the Inferno and looked out towards the cliffs in the north. She could feel the presence of one who she had missed for so long and the feeling of excitement could not be contained. Giddiness filled the the female form; a tiny skip to step as door flung open.
Gathering the folds of her gown, she lifted the layers to her knees and ran out into the night that how claimed the town. Hair billowing in the wind behind her; lips curled into a gleeful smile. She stopped at the edge of town and lifted her hand, waving it towards the cliffs. That was where her guest would be, where she would appear; where she always had before.
Time Period: Modern
Time Of Day: Sun Set
Weather: It is crisp air outside but the humidity of several days rain is still lingering here and there. There is a slow steady wind that moves the leaves in the trees.
Setting: The central city of Haven is an old village that was abandoned centuries before but it has maintained its brilliance due to the magical enchantments that were placed on it when it was created. The tavern as always remains. You know this village.
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The sun hung low that day, resting against the far horizon; streams of fiery light cut over the rolling hills, blanketing the ground in sun kissed flames. The air smelt of pine and maple as the winds rustled the leaves gently which hung in the trees. Falling leaves caught up in the breeze and danced; little fairies of flora performing a ballet until they would bow rested on the waters surface on the lake.
How long had it been since she had laid eyes on such surreal scenes? Too long. Home called to them all eventually, a gentle song strung in their hearts; sweet memories and bitter battles would tug at their minds. Even the taste of the air would turn their heads and drawn them back; time and time again.
Here they were birthed, here they lived; here they perished. The smiles came to mind and laughter flooded the senses. Transcendence was nothing new to those who wandered into the Haven and every goodbye brought another hello to fill the void. Today another cycle began and lips wore a bright smile as eyes twinkled to see home once again.
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"She's here," a gentle voice whispered to herself as she ran to the window of the Inferno and looked out towards the cliffs in the north. She could feel the presence of one who she had missed for so long and the feeling of excitement could not be contained. Giddiness filled the the female form; a tiny skip to step as door flung open.
Gathering the folds of her gown, she lifted the layers to her knees and ran out into the night that how claimed the town. Hair billowing in the wind behind her; lips curled into a gleeful smile. She stopped at the edge of town and lifted her hand, waving it towards the cliffs. That was where her guest would be, where she would appear; where she always had before.