Deadguy
2023-08-08, 09:52 AM
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The chill of the spring evening was giving way to the morning sun. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom, adding a sweet scent to the crisp air. Students had been up since the Sun crested the hillside, their chores were foremost on their mind before entertaining the thought of breakfast or training.
The steady swishing of brooms removing the night's dust and fallen blossoms from the cobblestone walk-ways and the crackle of rekindled fires in the temple and kitchen filled the otherwise silent atmosphere.
You were in quiet contemplation, or perhaps it was more silent brooding. The letter you received as dusk came yesterday was disconcerting. There had been no contact with the northern most temple. It was a rugged and harsh place with barbarian hordes and monsters aplenty, yet it also produced some of the strongest disciples the Lotus had ever seen. In your opinion, it was held up too highly on a pedestal.
As you were pondering if the shrine master had made some sort of misstep that could be capitalized on, shouts broke the silence of the morning. Shouts surprise that turned to panicked cries of fear. Looking outside, you could make out some sort of anomaly at the bottom of the temple steps. It looks as if a hole had been ripped into the very fabric of the sky.
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The chill of the spring evening was giving way to the morning sun. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom, adding a sweet scent to the crisp air. Students had been up since the Sun crested the hillside, their chores were foremost on their mind before entertaining the thought of breakfast or training.
The steady swishing of brooms removing the night's dust and fallen blossoms from the cobblestone walk-ways and the crackle of rekindled fires in the temple and kitchen filled the otherwise silent atmosphere.
You were in quiet contemplation, or perhaps it was more silent brooding. The letter you received as dusk came yesterday was disconcerting. There had been no contact with the northern most temple. It was a rugged and harsh place with barbarian hordes and monsters aplenty, yet it also produced some of the strongest disciples the Lotus had ever seen. In your opinion, it was held up too highly on a pedestal.
As you were pondering if the shrine master had made some sort of misstep that could be capitalized on, shouts broke the silence of the morning. Shouts surprise that turned to panicked cries of fear. Looking outside, you could make out some sort of anomaly at the bottom of the temple steps. It looks as if a hole had been ripped into the very fabric of the sky.
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