I've used this technique myself in For Whom the Bell Tolls (Metallica) and Beneath the Willow (Brad Paisley and Allison Krauss). It is a top notch way to come up with new and innovative ideas. I've followed a link Moon sent me and wrote up an entire scenario, or string of scenarios from Metallica: Metallica.
End of the Road: (Inspired by They Might Be Giant's "End of the Tour")
Not three miles off the great rock coast lies an unexplained phenomena. Known as "The end of the road," it has become a site of great interest and fear in recent years. The title is somewhat of a misnomer, as no one can really tell whether the road is beggining or ending, instead being a mysterious, five meter long section of cobbled road, complete with the wear of carrige wheels. Many claim to have seen missing sections of road of about the same size elsewhere, and some even go as far as saying they have seen carriges along the road, then drop off passengers, though all reports remain uncomfirmed. The onlything known is that the road suddenly appeared there overnight, roughly three years ago. The one man known to be walking in the area, and therefore a possible witness of the events, has gone missing, many claim he drives an infernal carrige across the road on the anniversary of it's birth.
(Seeing as how this is a scroll I'm not going to go into "The truth," I'll leave that up to you) Go to Comment
Once every decade on the eve of St. Poskov's Day during mid-winter, the coastal city of Tiyabon experiences a horrific event. Quool's Tide rolls in, depositing hundreds of bloated, fish-eaten corpses upon the pebbly shores of Tiyabon's wide bay. This singularity is to this day unexplained, though countless theories abound. It is said for example, that these corpses are not eaten by the myriad fish of the seas completely, due to the fear all creatures of the seas hold for Quool.
Named for Quool, a terrible, antediluvian god of seas and storms, who no longer exists for he has no worshipers, the Tide chokes the beaches and surf with the countless rotting bodies of those who had perished at sea in a violent way.
Almost immediately, the lifeless corpses are fed upon by crabs, gulls, and worse things that await the horrid feast. The townsfolk let nature take it course with disinterested disgust, though lately some enterprising adventurers have taken to searching along the beaches of flesh for former deceased companions, with intentions of raising them again!
Surprisingly no undead ever rise from among the many corpses. This is also a mystery.
Encounter ( Water ) | January 19, 2014 |