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This was the true dark side. Not the cruelty you fight, but the peace you cannot refuse.
"Welcome, weary edge," it said, its voice the rustle of a gentle breeze. "Lay down your sharpness. Let the Pasture hold you." Dark Side Fantasy -Ep. 2- -Pasture Soft-
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A shadow fell over them, but it was a soft shadow, one that promised shade on a hot day. The creature that stood before them was ten feet tall, woven from timothy grass and dandelion stems. Its face was a serene, empty mask of sod. "Lay down your sharpness
Kaelen, the newly christened Shadowherald, stepped from the obsidian archway into a world of rolling green. The sky was a soft, bruised lavender, and the sun—if it could be called that—was a pale, swollen pearl hanging low and lazy on the horizon. This was the Pasture Soft, the second layer of the Dark Side Fantasy. The realm of the Ruminant Lords.
To be continued… or perhaps, to simply lie down in the warm grass and never get back up.