Precise Calibre
Storywright
- Joined
- Nov 12, 2007
- Messages
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Slip-walk
The planar schism begrudgingly accepted him, oily vapors ripping at his passing. The other side was like his world, yet not. The landscape was there; but gone were trees, grass and wildlife.
Roiling smoke whipped across rolling landscapes, illuminated by violet flashes from angry skies. Through windy smog, he could see... things, creatures! Hunched and hideous, their nature seemed to belie innate malice. A hundred sightless beasts turned to face him. Vicious maws quivered, anticipating...
The planar schism begrudgingly accepted him, oily vapors ripping at his passing. The other side was like his world, yet not. The landscape was there; but gone were trees, grass and wildlife.
Roiling smoke whipped across rolling landscapes, illuminated by violet flashes from angry skies. Through windy smog, he could see... things, creatures! Hunched and hideous, their nature seemed to belie innate malice. A hundred sightless beasts turned to face him. Vicious maws quivered, anticipating...