Somewhere, somehow, the Nightmare King has found himself a Nightmare. A good loyal steed made of sand and fear and fangs. It's a good night. He's in an excellent mood.
Also the castle is on fire. Well, parts of it. And that's hilarious. He's not quite sure what started it and he doesn't care to find out--he's not immune to fire, really, it's too bright. Some cranky young fire spirit or something. Who cares? Let it burn.
Well. Three choices here. Do nothing, chase people into the fire to die, or chase people away.
'Do nothing' is right out. What a waste of the first interesting thing to happen in months. Chase people towards the flames...?
"Fear protects."
Nah. Why not throw everyone for a loop instead and take the third option? And so that's why one might find themselves chased away from the burning places or out of the flames by a grey skinned man with golden-silver eyes riding a shrieking fanged horse made of black sand.
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Date: 2017-11-01 09:07 pm (UTC)Also the castle is on fire. Well, parts of it. And that's hilarious. He's not quite sure what started it and he doesn't care to find out--he's not immune to fire, really, it's too bright. Some cranky young fire spirit or something. Who cares? Let it burn.
Well. Three choices here. Do nothing, chase people into the fire to die, or chase people away.
'Do nothing' is right out. What a waste of the first interesting thing to happen in months. Chase people towards the flames...?
"Fear protects."Nah. Why not throw everyone for a loop instead and take the third option? And so that's why one might find themselves chased away from the burning places or out of the flames by a grey skinned man with golden-silver eyes riding a shrieking fanged horse made of black sand.