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wannabethehero[A pretty clear image of the apocalypse had been painted in Kiwi's mind, all those years ago. From their memories of what they had seen to their nightmares of what was to come, it was easy to expect a world bathed in darkness, where monsters crept through a black abyss and tore through homes and people alike, and the earth trembled with a helpless, hopeless dread, knowing the end that was to come.
There was absolutely none of that to be found as Will crossed the dimensional border. In fact, it's an absolutely lovely day on this hill he's found himself on. The most beautiful day that could ever be imagined. The sun is at its noon peak, hardly a cloud in the sky, letting the horizon stretch for miles to see the rolling green hills that surrounded this little region. Everything was green, and the air was warm and fresh with scents of the late spring. The path was surrounded by trees, and somewhere in the distance, birds sang bright, melodic little tunes that mingled and lingered in the air.
A signpost nearby read "This way to Langtree town," pointing uphill past a steep looking climb. But in the other direction, where the trees cleared at the end of the path, was a small, earth-colored cottage, surrounded by flowers.]
There was absolutely none of that to be found as Will crossed the dimensional border. In fact, it's an absolutely lovely day on this hill he's found himself on. The most beautiful day that could ever be imagined. The sun is at its noon peak, hardly a cloud in the sky, letting the horizon stretch for miles to see the rolling green hills that surrounded this little region. Everything was green, and the air was warm and fresh with scents of the late spring. The path was surrounded by trees, and somewhere in the distance, birds sang bright, melodic little tunes that mingled and lingered in the air.
A signpost nearby read "This way to Langtree town," pointing uphill past a steep looking climb. But in the other direction, where the trees cleared at the end of the path, was a small, earth-colored cottage, surrounded by flowers.]
