Trudvang Chronicles: The Elven Road
Tillverkare:
Riotminds
Referens: RM-TVC-TER
Shadows fill the small glen even though the sun roars high in the sky. They are sitting on branches, dangle beneath them and play between gnarly roots and the rocky ground. The narrow space between the trees is buzzing with countless ashen sparks, dreaming to be powerful like those wurms of old but content with scaring mice on the ground and squirrels on tree bark.
As the shades dance around the clearing where a tree once fell, rays of sunlight are caught in countless orbs assembled between two mossy stems. Surprised, the beams hop like flat stones jumping across calm waters, joyful in the sparkling sheen but fearful of the depth they are crossing, and sink in soon. Some light slides down between the orbs, sinks into black skin and lightens it to splendrous blue before it reaches rows of large fangs beneath. Like the legs of storm horses running down souls high in the skies, those fangs are constantly moving, running the thin air, smelling, tasting and scratching against each other to bring forth words fine like cobwebs and sweet like the stench of rot.
"What do you want to know?"
On the other side of the clearing the pool of light is stirred up as a shape of pale silver bends forward like bleached driftwood that rolls in the waves. Over the white flash of pale skin there runs shimmering green of summer beetles and lush meadows to reveal two darkened ponds of eyes where the green is hiding under the shadows of large stones which have been drinking there for ages.
Shadows fill the mouth beneath that pair of eyes as it answers, "Tell me about the Elven Road."
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