Description
Once upon an endless eternity, there existed a soul in the Land of the Dead so old that her bones had gone clear as glass. So brittle and crystalline was this skeleton that from the side was near invisible were it not for the soul lights in her eye sockets where her eyes used to be. She had seen so many friends finish their Journey of Seven1The Journey of the Soul, Seven Millenia, Centuries, Years, Months, Days, Hours, Seconds, or Tasks– in essence – as long as it takes to learn what you failed to learn in the Land of the Living – before moving on to the next place. Keep in mind the reward may not be what you think it to be. – M. Amaya. that she had long forgotten her own name, but soon was known simply as Ghosty Bones.
It came to pass in this place so far from the Land of the Living that the travelers faced a danger as something or somethings were stealing the souls from the weary travelers even the little souls…especially as night falls over the Lands of the Dead. What could these menaces be, and how can the Brittle of the Brittle save these poor souls.
Notes
- 1The Journey of the Soul, Seven Millenia, Centuries, Years, Months, Days, Hours, Seconds, or Tasks– in essence – as long as it takes to learn what you failed to learn in the Land of the Living – before moving on to the next place. Keep in mind the reward may not be what you think it to be. – M. Amaya





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