The endless waste
Once, this planet teemed with life. It doesn't do that, anymore. The ground is dry and cracked and occasionally broken up by charred remains of trees. There are no birds, no bugs, no living plants - nothing but an empty, endless waste.
With one exception.
But the world is so very big, and the exception so very small. If someone showed up away from it, they could be quite forgiven for thinking this world is completely dead.
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With one exception.
But the world is so very big, and the exception so very small. If someone showed up away from it, they could be quite forgiven for thinking this world is completely dead.
with Sable (Kappa)
with Aisilian (Link)
with Grendyne (Rockeye)
with Temple (Curiousdiscoverer)
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"If you're connected to the dream world, your mind goes there when you sleep, and if you then die, you wake up there instead of - ceasing to exist. You can be retrieved, but it's not exactly easy. The end of the world killed - well, everyone. I'm only special because my body can be remade without outside help. And I don't have the resources to make new bodies yet, so. It's kind of just me."
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Truth!
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All this with explained with a background sensation of "Bring Forth Spell-Word. Bring Forth Spell-Word. Bring Forth Spell-Word. Bring Forth Spell-Word."