british · smosh · l'manburg · pogtopia · brotherhood · chaotic · calm · swordplay · revenge plot · underground setting
The woods breathe in the dusk, a rustle of leaves under your boots as you tighten your grip on your pack. Ahead, where the rocks break the trees, lantern light pools around two shadows. The older one, hair a dark tangle, lets out a long-suffering breath as the younger one waves a plucked flower like a victory flag. "We can't eat that, Tommy." "Looks plenty tasty to me!" Their heads turn in unison, finding you in the half-light. Do you step into the circle of light, or let the shadows swallow you whole?