strangeness and
The strange happenings were what brought Corrdelia back to the island.
She was hearing many stories- trees going through all four seasons within minutes, a filly being swallowed whole by the ground, skeletal remains being found in a strange cavern, the sun no longer reaching the horizon. It was all very concerning, especially since not too long ago she was telling Asterion to keep an open mind. Normally she was not one to doubt herself. She had strong intuition, but she knew not to ignore it either.
Hāsta flew by her side as they soared over the endless lava bridge. The crow, as usual, was not a fan of coming here again, but she still insisted on accompanying Corr. A high pitched chorus of the strange birds could be heard in the distance when they arrived. It reminded her that this was no ordinary place and they would need to be on high alert. When they landed, her hooves sunk into the white sand and her companion took her perch on Corr's shoulder.
"I hate this. Why isn't the sun setting?"
"I don't know, but it might have something to do with that god Tempus everyone is talking about."
Everything that was happening so far was pointing to him, so it had to be something related to the mysterious god. After all, he was the god of time, so why wouldn't he be able to manipulate the seasons and the sun itself?
The big question though was why?
charm
The strange happenings were what brought Corrdelia back to the island.
She was hearing many stories- trees going through all four seasons within minutes, a filly being swallowed whole by the ground, skeletal remains being found in a strange cavern, the sun no longer reaching the horizon. It was all very concerning, especially since not too long ago she was telling Asterion to keep an open mind. Normally she was not one to doubt herself. She had strong intuition, but she knew not to ignore it either.
Hāsta flew by her side as they soared over the endless lava bridge. The crow, as usual, was not a fan of coming here again, but she still insisted on accompanying Corr. A high pitched chorus of the strange birds could be heard in the distance when they arrived. It reminded her that this was no ordinary place and they would need to be on high alert. When they landed, her hooves sunk into the white sand and her companion took her perch on Corr's shoulder.
"I hate this. Why isn't the sun setting?"
"I don't know, but it might have something to do with that god Tempus everyone is talking about."
Everything that was happening so far was pointing to him, so it had to be something related to the mysterious god. After all, he was the god of time, so why wouldn't he be able to manipulate the seasons and the sun itself?
The big question though was why?
STAFF EDIT***
@corrdelia has rolled a 1! She has been awarded +1 EXP point.
