The stifling flames. (open rp)

[Ufedhin]

nailed to a tree in Trollsbane.Written in an erratic spikey hand.

And it was seen the stifling heat from the desert wastes would cover the land.
All growing things would perish ,green sprouts wither ,skin crack in blisters weeping.
Minds would diminish and grow less in the bright fires of the perished hand.
Oh where to find succor from such pain,welcome the shadow to cover the sand.


Unsigned...............

[Ufedhin]

Ye did not heed the warnings so bragons illness is spawning.

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