In a damp, torch-lit chamber a figure falls to their knees. They wear thick black robes that are coated in moss and dust, and very full of holes. Their face is entirely masked by a steel helmet with many dents.
The small dark room is scattered with various relics, most common is the ash. The grey substance is everywhere, at one point it would seem the figure had tried use bottles and jars to contain it. But now the floor had a constant layer of the stuff that masked any trace of rug or stone. Among the ash was also busted swords, axes, and shreded black uniforms that longed for their ownerers. Broken canes fill up an entire corner of the room, some stained red with long dried blood.
The figure knits their hands together as they kneel.
They are preying, preying to a painting. Its rather large, taking up several feet of space as it remains propped against a wall. The painting is elegant, with broad nd beautiful strokes. It depicts a grand staircase with engraved golden railings and a blood red carpet. A woman decends the stairs, she appears almost translucent, her bones seeming visible as the light strikes her in the painting. Her skin is pale and her eyes a piercing blue, she has an eternal scowl, as if she were disgusted.
The figue exhales, then speaks in a hushed and icy voice. "Savior Freya, guide my path."
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The small dark room is scattered with various relics, most common is the ash. The grey substance is everywhere, at one point it would seem the figure had tried use bottles and jars to contain it. But now the floor had a constant layer of the stuff that masked any trace of rug or stone. Among the ash was also busted swords, axes, and shreded black uniforms that longed for their ownerers. Broken canes fill up an entire corner of the room, some stained red with long dried blood.
The figure knits their hands together as they kneel.
They are preying, preying to a painting. Its rather large, taking up several feet of space as it remains propped against a wall. The painting is elegant, with broad nd beautiful strokes. It depicts a grand staircase with engraved golden railings and a blood red carpet. A woman decends the stairs, she appears almost translucent, her bones seeming visible as the light strikes her in the painting. Her skin is pale and her eyes a piercing blue, she has an eternal scowl, as if she were disgusted.
The figue exhales, then speaks in a hushed and icy voice. "Savior Freya, guide my path."
(Some people who might like this)
@Beash @MrSpideyPool @Zytus @Buckwheat2003
