InsaneJournal

Who: Everyone
Where: Within the Sacred City
When: King's Year 199
What:

[Slowly, the upheaval of the land subsides with each successive flash. Others, one of the thousands and thousands of people find symbols themselves and those few brave, willing touch them.

The land, scattered with tents and crude structures of wood and metal, has become verdant and green. Lush grass, trees all sway in a soft breeze, under the gentle warmth of the sun you once remembered and a sky, perfect and blue.

Creatures, familiar or new, depending on where you once lived, now roam, also exploring the expansive new, wild place in which you live.

In the distance, to the far south, the great doors have vanished.]




[Outside... there is nothing.]