؟ ([personal profile] dramatispersonae) wrote2012-12-14 06:43 pm

EMERALD

You're standing together on what seems to be the main street of a small village, paved with cobblestones, with low buildings standing silent on either side. If you look in any of them, you'll find them dark and empty.

In contrast to the Ring, it's rather chilly. The sky is slate-grey, and it seems like there's snow falling, blanketing you and the village in pure white. On closer inspection, the snow turns out to be ash – but the bleaching is literal. Even when you brush it off, your skin, your hair, your clothes, and your keys remain ash-coloured.

A single, feeble light flickers further down the street.
maidmalapert: (14 - please don't)

Re: room

[personal profile] maidmalapert 2012-12-16 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you.

[struggles out of her jacket, fumbling a little bit with nervousness.]

Could you hold this, please?
existentiallychallenged: (clams office)

Re: room

[personal profile] existentiallychallenged 2012-12-16 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
[--taking it, watching carefully]

Yeah...
maidmalapert: (14 - unsure)

Re: room

[personal profile] maidmalapert 2012-12-16 06:37 am (UTC)(link)
Thanks.

[unlaces her shirt, turns away from them, and picks up the sword.]