waldeinsamkeit

The elysian fields rolled on and on, green grass stretching on as far as the eye can see. The magic of the holy ghost enriched the soil, letting the grass grow tall and strong. Underneath the grass, the tunnels of Aurich lay dormant, while ancient structures above were consumed by the earth. The world was as quiet as it had ever been as the prophet and child traveled across the lands towards the outer realms of elysia…