Eastern Promises
Poles turn towards eastern path way as daggers strike flint pathway as progression made surface becomes lush emerald carpet, soft and spring under foot. Welcome change to the harsh flints of the path ways. Lemon orb danced over skyline as it's rays deck the emerald passage ways, the criss-cross of mazes which litter the lands so carelessly. Lobes flicker as the sounds of liquid form near by spring attract your attention. Swift movement towards it, as daggers slip further into the terra. Terra firma it was not. Hasty retreat bade, safe from death. For upon this supposed paradise lies many swamps to catch those whom stray.
¤Twisted Forest¤
¤Plains of Blindness¤
¤Darkened Thicket¤
¤Marsh Madness¤
~Return to the Shadows~
