The wind blows, rustling the tall grass. Taking some of the petals, blowing up into the air like a dark veil In the distance, there are old ruins, their old bricks crumbling away, leafy vines sneaking up their old structure as the old stones of the ruins start to fail.
The twilight sunlight, a deep orange, piercing through the dark veil of petals beyond the old ruins, there stands a tree, ruined and broken, yet still standing on the last of its roots. The wind picks up all throughout the field, blowing more petals off of the grass.
On a rock there sits a suit of armor, a sword on its lap, its armor still not rusted, a cloak over its helm and left shoulder moving slightly in the soft wind, and as shiny as when it was first put on.
The sword on its lap is pure gold. And covered with fleshy vines that end with some tendrils with three-fingered hands as tiny as the vines themselves, to the right of the suit of armor there lies another sword, this one of silver covered with engravings.
Soon night falls, and the world is slowly consumed by Shadow. Moonlight reflecting off of the armor as the sky continues to darken, the first droplets of rain start to fall.
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The wind blows, rustling the tall grass and taking petals off of the irises; the sky is a light gray turning darker. While the sunrise is a deep orange that pierces through the thick morning fog and the dark sky.
A figure walks through the tall grass; eventually she steps on something and looks down.
She sees an old, rusted sword. The field is covered with stones, not very in size. In the distance, there is a giant stone pillar covered in vegetation that looks half buried.
There are hills across the field as well that look similar to mythical dragons that are just legends.
The figure picks up the rusted sword, and a part of it falls off just from being lifted up off the ground. She brings it in front of her; the language is something she does not recognize or recall ever seeing.
She puts it away in her backpack and then continues on through the field. The fog gets worse, and eventually she cannot see 5 feet in front of her.
The figure continues going. Then she almost runs into a ginormous cracked stone tablet that is half buried in the ground. The words on the stone tablet are also in the unknown language.
She puts her hand on the stone tablet, brushing away the millennia or decades of dust that have piled up. She pulls out her notebook and starts writing.
If she could read the stone tablet at the top, it would say, "Here lies the fallen of the battle of the false gods." After she's done writing, she moves on from there, leaving the stone tablet and this field to the next weary traveler.
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It is completely dark out, not a hint of daylight. The outline of the landscape is slowly disappearing into the darkness as the wind is rustling the trees and taking the last remaining leaves.
A figure leans against a railing, looking down at the city below her, the lights slowly disappearing one by one. The hills and mountains in the distance are long taken by the darkness.
She turns around and looks at a puddle as a leaf lands on it, floating on the water. She looks away again back at the city, the highway going through the valley city, the car lights melding together with the lights in the valley. The lights on the hills have long gone out except for a few lone dots of light.
Then she moves on, going down the stairs, her feet crunching the leaves and sometimes stepping in puddles. There are no bugs, just silence, sometimes interrupted by an owl. The stairs themselves are worn and cracked, with vegetation sticking out of the cracks. Eventually she reached the streets and the city itself.
The puddles across the city are reflecting the lights from the shops and houses; the desolate streets seem to stretch on for eternity as she continues walking down; eventually, she stops at a house with no lights on. She goes up the steps, opens the door, and then closes it.
The lights of that house eventually turn off, as well as the little dots of light on the hills, which eventually extinguish as well.