The Grotto

Disaster has struck!
Years ago, an earthquake broke open several entrances into a deep, winding series of subterranean systems. It was thought that deep below, underground rivers snaked their way below Moladion. Now, flooding in the Northern reaches of Moladion has proven this theory to be true.

The Grotto is almost entirely submerged. Many of the entrances are completely inaccessible, and those that are only extend a few hundred feet before ending in water. The lower entrances, however, act almost like a giant drain for Moladion. Water pours down into the Grotto's maw as powerful rapids and waterfalls, and large amounts of debris have build up throughout the area. It can be exceptionally dangerous to travel due to the risk of flash-flooding and dams suddenly breaking, but the Grotto does offer the most consistent access across the floodwaters because of those dams.

Note:The Grotto will return to normal once 25 posts have been completed (or at Staff discretion). During this time, new threads will receive a 'Surprise','Disaster', and prizes.

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Is but a dream within a dream
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To say that I had been kind to my children was as if one might say, the ocean loved the shore. It wasn’t true, but there was the inexorable pull towards them. I hadn’t even treated them with much decency back then. Boneskull and Kahina were not mine and thus I didn’t give a rats ass what had happened to them, honestly. Aranck had forced them upon me after several winters of birthing that left me malnourished and in a terrible mood. Zanon had been one of the least annoying pups as well as Aakil, both of whom had been wary about asking too much from me if my memory served me correctly. It was hard to look at him now as he resembled Aranck so much and yet his eyes... they are a clear truth to what I had done. Who I had been. It almost makes me want to leave or rip them out but then I notice his lack of aggression. His lack of hatred, which I had fully expected. The shock of his survival was over and now I was... tentatively curious. I stare at him cautiously.

Apparently he had assumed she was dead. It meant the world had likely forgotten all about her and that stung, in a way. She had been a Queen of sorts and now she wasn’t even a memory.

(I realize I switched tenses but it’s too hard to change typing on phone lol)

“I am,” I answer calmly to him, tilting my head slight, befuddled by this entire meeting as I slowly sit down. “It has been some time. Where are you living now?” He smells of Iromar but that meant little if he was visiting. I knew nothing about what happened to the rest of my brood, only my first and my last child. Odd how that worked. Part of me thinks I should apologize to him but it never springs to my lips. What was done was done and I could not be apologetic about it now. I had survived and that was the end of that.

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