The Earth shifts, revealing a horror beyond time and reason…
It’s cold up this high, the air is thin and hard to breath. We should find the entrance in the next day or so. I can’t eait to find it, I can’t wait to be out of this wind…
Seeing a priest on the way to the ship to depart is bad luck. Sailor will not board the ship for 24hrs.
Ideas ( Society/ Organization ) | December 31, 2001 |