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Night Spawns

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  The road that led to and from Foolshope was barely detectable beneath layers of dust, sand, shrubs and leaves. Dust and debris littered the roads within town while unkempt gardens are cluttered with forsaken possessions. Some doors were shut tightly, others were broken down. Some forcefully, others had simply collapsed under their own weight as the elements continued to eat away at them. Clothing, home appliances and other belongings were left lost and broken outside some of the homes. They were of no use to anyone anymore. Foolshope, once a growing community of hundreds of families had become nothing more than a painful memory. Silence had taken hold and would've been deafening were it not for the many animals that had made this place their home. Bird songs, rustling bushes and the occasional howl filled the air. In a strange sense of irony it was the library that was full of sounds now. Scattered pages of books, scratched wood and broken computers had become the home and playgr...
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Mediis Tenebris

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  The once smooth network of roads that let to Caerfyrddin was barely discernible through the weeds and grasses that had reclaimed it. Fallen trees block some of the paths while others continue to grow, their branches no longer prevented from growing into houses. Doors were boarded up tightly and some showed signs of painted symbols with meanings known only to those who put them there, but whoever put them there's long gone too. Window panes hung perilously from their hinges and here and there drapes had been flung out by the wind. Caerfyrddin, once a peaceful and growing community was now a mere shadow of its former glory. An eerie silence had taken over and was only interrupted by the cracking of wood in the wind and the occasional bird who had made its home in one of the many collapsed roofs. The lighthouse was once a beacon in multiple senses of the word. The once bright light on the outskirts of town was now merely a broken pillar and the perfect spot for nesting birds who gla...
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Demise's Oblivion

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  What was once a busy roadway that led to Ballaeter was barely detectable beneath layers of dust, sand, shrubs and leaves. Gardens once looked after and trimmed to perfection were now rough and overgrown, returning back to their chaotic natural state. Doors were boarded up tightly and some showed signs of painted symbols with meanings known only to those who put them there, but whoever put them there's long gone too. There were signs of fires, in some cases it was merely a trail of soot and smoke above a window pane, in others it was a pile of ash where once a building stood. Ballaeter, once a major hub for new businesses and young families was but a hollow shell of its former self. An eerie silence had taken over and was only interrupted by the cracking of wood in the wind and the occasional bird who had made its home in one of the many collapsed roofs. The fountain in the town square was still full of water, though without filtration it had turn green and overgrown with algae an...
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Limbo's Gift

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  The road that led to and from Gormsey was slowly absorbed back into nature as grass, flowers and small shrubs reclaimed what they can as fast as they can. Dry grass, dying bushes and withering flowers are all that's left of the once well kept gardens. Some doors had collapsed or were perhaps destroyed by looters or animals as time passed. Either way they left a welcoming entrance for animals. Paint crumbled off of the walls and were slowly replaced by vines that crawled their way towards the rooftops. Gormsey, once bustling with life and brimming with light at this hour was now a ghost town in the truest sense. An eerie silence had taken over and was only interrupted by the cracking of wood in the wind and the occasional bird who had made its home in one of the many collapsed roofs. In an almost sick sense of irony the museum, once home to relics from the past discovered and recovered by archaeologists from around the world, was now once again lost and forgotten. Waiting to be fo...
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Blood Watch

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  What was once a wide avenue that led to Squall's End was now indistinguishable from the surrounding landscape. Dust and debris littered the roads within town while unkempt gardens are cluttered with forsaken possessions. Some doorways seemed in relative decent condition while others were destroyed and were indistinguishable from other collapsed walls and piles of rubble. A few rusted cars still stood in their driveways, though most were stripped of all their spare parts. Squall's End , once a pleasant quiet town and home to friendly folk had become nothing more than a painful memory. The wind in the trees and the creaking of wood were the new dominant sounds in a once lively community rich in sounds of joy and simple pleasures. The scents of fresh bread, various fruits and all sorts of other foods once filled the air of the market place. Now there's only the fresh air from the nearby forests to enjoy, as well as the occasional animal droppings that ruin it. The more time ...
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Demon Phalanx

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  The main road that led to and from Butterpond was now a network of vines, grasses and roots that had taken hold of every bit they could get. Gardens once looked after and trimmed to perfection were now rough and overgrown, returning back to their chaotic natural state. Most doors were either completely gone or mere remnants of rotten wood and rusty metal. The open doorways looked eerie as only darkness showed within. Clothing, home appliances and other belongings were left lost and broken outside some of the homes. They were of no use to anyone anymore. Butterpond, once bustling with life and brimming with light at this hour was now a mere shadow of its former glory. The wind in the trees and the creaking of wood were the new dominant sounds in a once lively community rich in sounds of joy and simple pleasures. The police station once offered those in need and danger the protection they needed, but all this station can offer now is a home to animals and a shelter from the rain. O...
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Perpetual Phalanx

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  The now quiet road that led to Whiteridge was torn to pieces by the elements. Grass filled the labyrinth of cracks and sand covered whatever was left. Broken branches and leaves cover the roads inside the town while the tall grasses of the unkempt gardens sway in the wind. Doors were boarded up tightly and some showed signs of painted symbols with meanings known only to those who put them there, but whoever put them there's long gone too. Paint crumbled off of the walls and were slowly replaced by vines that crawled their way towards the rooftops. Whiteridge , once a growing town on the rise to a better future was now but an eerie shell of its former self. The many sounds of wild animals who've made their home in this town are carried in the wind and give it a new sense of liveliness and vibrancy. Noble men and women were once called upon from the fire station, ready to save whoever needed saving. Unfortunately this town couldn't be saved. Funnily enough it was mostly cat...
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