Puppets of my Insanity
Jun 1, 2018 19:38:29 GMT
Post by Soul Scriptor on Jun 1, 2018 19:38:29 GMT
I have been dropping hints to a plot Lately... Its time you all listen.
5/11/18
Within the darkness there comes a simple light. Hope or a Fall it is undecided. Each last note left from the original death of the third Sister has come to bring something terrible or glorious. The winds are sharp, the world has begun to die... or is it... a bad dream?
5/15/18
Every inch of the land begins to darken. Ink seems to drip from the heavens nor will it go away from the life. Drawn to the ground it strikes like heavy rain. Like tears of the gods it falls over the lands. A land of ice and tropics. Falling down in the dreams of those sleeping. The waking world, untouched by the inkling. Nightmares have begun.
