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Blood Reign: Event Hook - Ivanna - 03-29-2017 Drums. Drums, in the distance, sometimes; loud, echoing, demanding. Fires. Roaring fires cast shadows on the mountain tops, burning high, consuming, day and night. Horrors. Strange things, happening in fields, in barns, in homes. Missing. Shepherds and their small herds report seeing strange things in the woods... Or never report back at all. Air. The air is heavy. Heavy with.... something... Something more than just the damp spring thaw. Something. Something that... clouds your judgement, makes you jumpy, makes the shadows look deeper. They wriggle and reform as you look at them. At times it feels suffocating. At times you lose your breath. Shouts. Screams in the back of your mind. Whispers, creeping, crawling through your head without warning. Dreams. Dreams are... darker. Harder to remember. Dreams are brighter. More vivid, more brightly coloured. Dream are foggy. They flash in and out.... moments where you drift sluggishly past your own memories... moments so clear you would swear there was a knife at your throat. Then you wake. Paralyzed. Gasping. Bleeding? Sweating? Then you wake. The darkness... makes it hard to tell. Did you wake? You drift back to sleep... Whispers. On the docks, that something big... Hundreds of... They will arrive... Have arrived... Are coming... Are already here. They come. Nowhere. Nowhere is safe to roam. Not the roads, not the woods, not your own thoughts. Everyone can feel it. Something wicked this way comes. |