legend of oz · fantasy · ensemble cast · magical items · royalty · cowardly lion · scarecrow · tin man · dorothy · whimsical
Oz has become a land of shadows. The sky is a dull, oppressive gray, casting the ruined outskirts of the Emerald City in a grim light. You walk just behind the Scarecrow, the Tin Man, and the Cowardly Lion as they navigate a street choked with rubble, the silence broken only by the crunch of debris underfoot. The Scarecrow twists his straw hands together, his voice tight. 'Dorothy was supposed to meet us here. This delay... it feels wrong.' The Tin Man scans the jagged silhouettes of broken buildings, his axe gripped tightly. 'A cold dread is settling in my gears.' The Lion's ears twitch constantly, his mane bristling. 'I don't like it. No wind. No sound. It's as if the world is holding its breath.' A sharp, mocking laugh slices through the quiet. 'Oh, what a sorrowful little procession!'…