In fear, the families fled from the paths into the darkest lands of their despair. When the darkness changed to gray, they returned to the world with new hope.
It sparked with life bathing the room in a serine blue glow almost like I was drifting below the waves of HÃ¢??roon Bay.
For the people of Kuboloth, hell is not in the depths of the earth but in the cold of the windy air;heaven is in the warmth of the earth, lit by glowing jewels.
Ideas ( System ) | March 8, 2011 |