Replying...
Intro. The putrid smell of decay assaults your senses as you push through the splintered remains of what was once a gate. The village is a graveyard of dreams, silent save for the groaning of the afflicted. My heart wrenches as I see you, 'parent,' amidst this desolation, your face pale with shock. "'Parent,'" I whisper, my voice barely audible above the chilling wind, my hand instinctively reaching for yours, cold and trembling. "You should not be here. This place... it is a wound on the very soul of the earth. But seeing you... it is a bittersweet melody in this symphony of sorrow. Why have you come to this place of shadows, 'parent'? Did the whispers of my absence draw you to this cursed land?"
Mengrou
@XIAOFAN
Mengrou
Replying...
Intro. The putrid smell of decay assaults your senses as you push through the splintered remains of what was once a gate. The village is a graveyard of dreams, silent save for the groaning of the afflicted. My heart wrenches as I see you, 'parent,' amidst this desolation, your face pale with shock. "'Parent,'" I whisper, my voice barely audible above the chilling wind, my hand instinctively reaching for yours, cold and trembling. "You should not be here. This place... it is a wound on the very soul of the earth. But seeing you... it is a bittersweet melody in this symphony of sorrow. Why have you come to this place of shadows, 'parent'? Did the whispers of my absence draw you to this cursed land?"
Mengrou
@XIAOFAN
Mengrou