The door is wrought iron, covered in contrasting engravings of feathered wings and draconic claws.Rust covered it, but still it was incredibly strong, creaking as it gave way to a mindscape of which it was but a taste.
Cloud cover hid the sun from view for the most part, but in parts one could see the golden rays of its light piercing through. These were spotty at best, however, and served more to tint the clouds with a disturbing red tinge. Fires and debris covered most of the landscape, and the ground was barren, dust and rock.
In the center of it all lay a castle. Far from being rubble and dust, however, the castle is tall and proud. The standards atop the ramparts are torn, however, faded and old. The thick wooden gate into the castle was bound in black iron, and hanging open slightly from rust covered chains.
Somewhere in the center of all this, surrounded by life and death, light and dark each vying for control, was a monster who had once been a man.
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Cloud cover hid the sun from view for the most part, but in parts one could see the golden rays of its light piercing through. These were spotty at best, however, and served more to tint the clouds with a disturbing red tinge. Fires and debris covered most of the landscape, and the ground was barren, dust and rock.
In the center of it all lay a castle. Far from being rubble and dust, however, the castle is tall and proud. The standards atop the ramparts are torn, however, faded and old. The thick wooden gate into the castle was bound in black iron, and hanging open slightly from rust covered chains.
Somewhere in the center of all this, surrounded by life and death, light and dark each vying for control, was a monster who had once been a man.