Blood Falls
03-30-2018, 05:43 PM
If you'll be my star, I'll be your sky
You can hide underneath me and come out at night
You can hide underneath me and come out at night
Flying past the Pinnacle had been impossible since her arrival in the Rift.
You were met with a sort of strange feeling and disoriented when attempting to soar through, only to find yourself twisted about and flying back toward the Pinnacle, as if picked up and turned by invisible arms.
Now, that strange barrier had dissipated, revealing what lie North of the great mountain range of the Protector. The new northern reaches of the Rift revealed a snowladen land, out of place in the middle of Drench, and one particularly disturbing land.
Waters the color of crimson blood flow like a severed artery, pulsing and gushing and overflowing the land around their shores. The color of the water stains the crisp frost below, and leaves a queasy feeling in the pit of Taivas's stomach as she flies overhead. Amid the snow, a rough outline of a bear can be seen, with massive blue crystals adorning his frame. The pegasus circles uncertainly above, watching as the brute grows agitated and then proceeds to melt into the water.
In the rapids of the bloody water, two icebergs of cerulean remain, hinting at the presence which had just merged with the violent tides.
Standing at the edge of the great falls, a familiar golden mask glimmers enough to draw the shaman's attention. She sails down toward Rixen, hovering still in the air beside him. "Rixen," she says, his name to count as a greeting for the stallion she had met months before in the Summit. "Do you know ought of this place?"
You were met with a sort of strange feeling and disoriented when attempting to soar through, only to find yourself twisted about and flying back toward the Pinnacle, as if picked up and turned by invisible arms.
Now, that strange barrier had dissipated, revealing what lie North of the great mountain range of the Protector. The new northern reaches of the Rift revealed a snowladen land, out of place in the middle of Drench, and one particularly disturbing land.
Waters the color of crimson blood flow like a severed artery, pulsing and gushing and overflowing the land around their shores. The color of the water stains the crisp frost below, and leaves a queasy feeling in the pit of Taivas's stomach as she flies overhead. Amid the snow, a rough outline of a bear can be seen, with massive blue crystals adorning his frame. The pegasus circles uncertainly above, watching as the brute grows agitated and then proceeds to melt into the water.
In the rapids of the bloody water, two icebergs of cerulean remain, hinting at the presence which had just merged with the violent tides.
Standing at the edge of the great falls, a familiar golden mask glimmers enough to draw the shaman's attention. She sails down toward Rixen, hovering still in the air beside him. "Rixen," she says, his name to count as a greeting for the stallion she had met months before in the Summit. "Do you know ought of this place?"
When I turn jet black, and you show off your light
I live to let you shine
I live to let you shine
Taivas
