11-10-2020, 05:29 PM
(11-09-2020, 05:24 AM)Sumayl al-Akhir Wrote: Sumaul leads her quickly, straining to hear the sounds of their allies flight, or the wolves pursuit. He doesn't speak, for fear of missing any sound.
Upon entering the mists lingering at the edge of the road, sounds suddenly seem hushed. The mists appear almost motile as they seem to gather up around your horses hooves to shroud the ground from your sight. You realize your horse could easily stumble and break a leg and with no way for you to lead it get back to the road, it would be lost to you, forever. The longer you travel in the mist the more it seems to choke, disorient, and enervate all of you. After an indeterminate amount of time you suddenly find yourself on the same road, and by evidence of the tracks on the groud, at the exact same spot you entered.
