“There is no creature on earth half so terrifying as a truly just man.”
The ruin smouldered through the night. Dusk woke, the sun reigned and died into the sea. Again, the embers of the city left a black stain over the land.
. A place beyond death the common tongue called,
The darkness was not made from shadows – it was born of fire's after burn.
In the darkness, the warm water lapped along the awkward harbour.
Built on a foundation of sharp rock and unstable pumice, the few jetties left standing slanted to the side, ever reaching for the acidic tide chewing through the pylons.
Far below, the sea floor puffed away. The surface of the world cracked at
. It breathed the water, poisoning it – though not everything was dead. Creatures with scales and snake-like bodies laid on the bottom, sunning themselves on the fires of the underworld.
A vision of hell.
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