Rippling, changing, the world within this place can often confound even the most steadfast, and strong.
Deep in the heart of the mirror face of the Flats, reality seems to bend and warp in on itself. The cloudless, summer sky makes every inch of the horizon an unchanging blue that moves only because hooves or paws disturb it. In any direction, that blue stretches, and, as is often the case with these open, endless realms of possibility, your mind might do so, too, opening up pores and crannies that might otherwise have been pressed shut.
Ahead, a disturbing image breaks the monotony; three dark figures are revealed, standing malevolently over a fourth, which seems huddled to the earth in fear. With clawed hands, the tall shadows rip and rend at the fourth, these details becoming more and more distinguishable the closer one gets, until the entire scene is revealed.
An eagle, larger than even a very large eagle should be, is pressed into the sand by the wicked… things. Whatever they are, they are grotesque, and the color of moss, their faces twisted, as if made of wax, which slowly sags beneath the heat of the Sun; all of their limbs, too, are covered in this peculiar flesh, except for the very tips of their gnarled, long fingers, which elongate into milky white, dagger sharp points. Genderless, and bipedal, each standing on two overly large and webbed feet, they turn their unblinking, perfectly round and disgustingly huge pink eyes towards any sound that seems to usher danger near to them, be it wind, or the call of a distant bird. Their filthy, shattered teeth peek out from narrow, hard lips, and, occasionally, a red, red tongue runs over their jagged ivory edges as they maul the poor bird.
Feathers fly through the air when they do not blink grotesquely about them, their clawed hands scratching while ripping the eagle’s wings barren, their cackles loud and insidious through the Tallsun air.
[ What horrible, frog like demons these are... This is a Random Event for Megaera and those she invites only. ]
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[P] Your Barely Beating Heart [ MEGAERA ]
