Posted: Mon, 20/04/2020 21:44 (4 Years ago)
Crimson was still waiting for Gold. Despite his doubts, he still
followed Gold, even though he seemed a little bonkers now and then.
Crimson shook himself from his half-sleep and sliced a rift back to
the meadow. Climbing up the mountain, he looked out onto the small
towns down below. Squinting down at one little place, he could
almost swear he saw dragons and a manticore. Maybe? He started
making his way there, then decided instead to slice a rift to the
area.