?

Log in

Jan. 9th, 2013 @ 10:17 pm Happy New year!
About this Entry
Batgryphy
arcturax:
[User Picture Icon]
From:virxai
Date:January 10th, 2013 03:05 pm (UTC)
(Permanent Link)
Here's more, since I exceeded the character limit :P

Early Summer
You enter a large clearing in the Alfandrian forest. The grass and trees are brilliant green in the early summer sun. The wishing well sits nearby, tangled in vines at choking its base. Near the well, a large somber-looking dragon statue looms with a magical carving at its base, the base with vines and bits of moss clinging to it. The air is hot and a warm wind swishes through the clearing, smelling of sweet and full of warm life itself. Above, the sky is a vibrant azure, the brilliant sun calling the winged aloft into its warm embrace.

Late Summer
You enter a large clearing in the Alfandrian forest. The grass and trees are a slight brown have lost some of their vibrancy to the heat of the dry season. The wishing well sits nearby, its stones hot to the touch. Near the well, a large somber-looking dragon statue looms with a magical carving at its base, casting a bit of shade amid the glare. The air is hot and still, slight waves of heat shimmering above exposed stones. The clear sky is a bright blueish white, the sun shining down as it nears the end of its warm reign in the sky.

Early Fall
You enter a large clearing in the Alfandrian forest. The trees are starting to turn, a splash of color among the stubborn green that still mostly rings the clearing. The wishing well sits nearby, its shadow lengthening on the grass as the sun heads south again. Near the well, a large somber-looking dragon statue looms with a magical carving at its base, the vines around it showing bright red leaves. The air is warm though it does not compare to the recent a relief from the late-summer heat. Above, the sky is once again a simple blue with a few clouds sending shadows across the land.

Late Fall
You enter a large clearing in the Alfandrian forest. The trees are a tapestry of orange, yellow, red and brown. The wishing well sits nearby, decorated with fake spider webs for the approaching Halloween. Near the well, a large somber-looking dragon statue looms with a magical carving at its base, a pair of lit jack-o-lanterns at its feet. The air is cool with a wind that has a nervous warmth, tousling the fallen leaves, carrying the last echoing breath of summer long past. The sky is crystal clear except for a thin web of cirrus far to the south.