Post by Dustar Forgash on Feb 27, 2006 15:29:55 GMT -5
Nothing around it for miles. Is it a glimpse of Hell? Is it even real? Why do people even stumble in?
The air is heavy and moist. The cave is dark and hot. The soil has a corrosive substance on it, and will slowly melt and eat away flesh, clothing, and seemingly anything else. There's a green-ish, murky pond of unspeakable muck that bubbles loudly every few seconds, the vapors rise and create ghastly images of pale white smoke. Bells of all sizes hover in the air and ring at random. The only sign of physical life is the few spider webs, none of which have spiders. This place feeds off the living and traps the dead.
Who would want to enter, who would dare to stay? Who would lose their life to the murk, and who would be slain by the acidic soil? Who can find the purpose of this place? Who can make it out alive?
(I was listening to music and saw this place in my mind, anyone want to bring some life to another of my creations?)
The air is heavy and moist. The cave is dark and hot. The soil has a corrosive substance on it, and will slowly melt and eat away flesh, clothing, and seemingly anything else. There's a green-ish, murky pond of unspeakable muck that bubbles loudly every few seconds, the vapors rise and create ghastly images of pale white smoke. Bells of all sizes hover in the air and ring at random. The only sign of physical life is the few spider webs, none of which have spiders. This place feeds off the living and traps the dead.
Who would want to enter, who would dare to stay? Who would lose their life to the murk, and who would be slain by the acidic soil? Who can find the purpose of this place? Who can make it out alive?
(I was listening to music and saw this place in my mind, anyone want to bring some life to another of my creations?)
