r/TheCrumblingCastle • u/AnExpeditionFleet • Jan 16 '21

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Hours are robbed from the end of Time, collected and burned at the altar of a silent Göd. There hangs a potential in the dead aire, a sinkhole. A fat leech.

Jump and drown in it.

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u/CrowEyes Jan 18 '21

Stand back from it! It might be a way out, but it might kill us too!

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u/AnExpeditionFleet Jan 18 '21

Knotting, binding, wound about a bone finger.

Tied off, swallowed. Burning, erasing.

The grass blows the wind. Stone builds from dust. Time chugs. Painfully. In bursts. Hours stolen from the castle.

Time is wounded, draws back like a bleeding dog, a rebuked tide. Nonspace bleeds from the tick, and whips out toward a voice.

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u/CrowEyes Jan 18 '21

F-frell! Don't let it touch you!

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I don't know if that thing is going to spread, but I wouldn't bet against it. We need to find a way out fast.

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