The odious smell of the king wafted down the hall. His voice reminded Clara of every rejection and loss her family suffered. She moved to close the door. Her dread heightened as the Cardinal's gaze settled on her as he and the king walked past.
Hold my hand, Gift. Reach out together. The ethereal weight on your shoulders is not your burden to shoulder. The world no longer seems real but I am here, a part of you, and I am real.
The weathered and uneven, dull grey bricks are found in crumbling ruins. The material of the brick is not gold, silver, or precious gem. Instead, it looks to be mottled feldspar with a mix of grey basalt
An ancient evil, Gremririud, set its sights on the Dwarves' wealth. At every turn, the mighty Dwarves were turned back and surprised by the dragon and its forces.
A fine mist filled the air. A staircase carved from the stone twisted down onto the floor of the cavern. A crystal in the ceiling cast light down on the floor. Grass, trees, and life flourished down here.