THAT ILLUSION || Chasing the call of the chasm.
Earth is haunted, and they have come to save the earthlings before it's too late.
The Narngon school of magic is the only source of remedy for this silently perishing world. The trio of infamous queens...
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(adj.) Recently started not fully formed only just begun. Something elementary immature; chaotic confused and disordered. Also rambling and incoherent. ━─━─━━─━「₪」━━─━─━─━
"Wither off your adhesive tape! We have landed here."
Serephina's giggles and commands greeted Mordana's already deafened ears. She struggled a bit then opened her itchy and burning lashes which were gripped taut when the winds drew them towards the other passage.
She could hear the different screams of the market square and collective odours from flesh till flowers being displayed for trade teasing her nostrils. She looked carefully round to feel the lush green fields and mountains that were encompassing this land. The moist sand odoured air rejuvenated her lungs while the soft ruffling of waters sang a melody on her ears.
This is such a beautiful village, she mumbled behind her lips.
She lifted her head and could feel the scorching sun above her head with his extended beams simmering everything around. Slowly she could sense the dampness over her limbs that were struggling to keep her up. Soon she could realize something clutching her legs too tight. All the beauty that ran her breaths were replaced by antsy irks.
"Awe! This burning sun and tight robes. Who would choose this denim on a summery day? Damn! Aetherth was better!" Mordana sighed in discomfort.
"Pip pip! Even with these greens around, I feel the pyre burning around us. Perhaps, we must complete the task and leave soon," Serephina conveyed her thoughts through her new hazels.
"Agreed! Where do we go now? Where's our mission spot?" Mordana asked in a restless tone.
"Save those queries for later. Let's see who is here to receive us. I badly need some hydration," Eir rolled her new blues to look around for some help.
The new hazels, blues and ravens were looking out for the same sign in different directions. They searched for their helper on Earth. Like fishes scanned for their oxygen amidst the core of heat on the oceans, their sweat-soaked lids surveyed the market and fields in north, west and south.
"Pathetic! So it must be you people from Aetherth," a low pitched masculine voice, from the east, the left out direction, whispered the dews of soothing on their ears.
The three women aligned towards the source in attention. A simple relief swayed on their lips and Eir spoke further.
"Grateful and glad! You are the one to guide us here?" She asked the person who was standing in front of them. His honey-brown eyes with amber curved strands that were fixed on his dusky skin were a delight under the sultry bounds.
