

Beowulf, Pt. One of TwoThe dying earth shook and shivered with the Howl, and on the lonesome tundra the traveler listened to the sound of a world as it trembled in its sleep.Beowulf, Pt. One of Two
In time, the noise subsided; that eerie wail, rising from only the gods knew how deep beneath the icy earth, a portentous sound that seeming to sing straight from the rotting core of the world, and the man moved on. (For surely this world was dying: aye, the traveler did not need to be one of the shaman, those readers of the stars, to know so.)
The traveler was clad in swathes of hard dark-brown furs, from which between here and there peeked patches of ru
*Kimeru adds you*
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(~*You say that i'm a Dreamer, I say you're a non-believer*~)
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