Breaking the seal

[Aerin~]

So stands slightly deep in the forest, an odd creation. Some of the nearby trees seem to have been removed, replaced by a single tremendous black stone, sticking up into the air as if it had fallen from the sky. Obviously whatever work was at hand here was very meticulous at this. One single large rune is carved into one side of it, followed by several lines of very, very small runes that trace along the stone in a precisely horizontal fassion. They also seem to stretch upwards from the main rune, towards the top. As to where the runes lead - two other runes, only partially made. It isn't created fully yet, whatever has made is this far has only made partial progress. To the surprise of the somewhat dark ritual, the grass around the stone seems lively - thick and greener than similar grass in the forest. Life blooms from the grass as insects build their homes about it. There is an odd energy about this stone - the kind that says it's best left untampered with.

[Aerin~]

Life continues to spring about this stone - however, it seems no living creature was ontop of it, no bird or any such animal. No nests, either. Whatever had made this stone had visited again - now, two of the three runes were fully drawn out, and it seems preparations were made to support the third rune. Lines of runic text entangle the stone, seeming to spiral towards the ground - potentially even into the ground itself. However, it still did nothing. It took no movements, no actions, nothing.

Upon very close inspection, one might notice the nearby trees surrounding the stone have a burnt mark on them - a fine point where something had seared a line across it, obviously not meant to destroy the trees - they have other purposes. The lines appear to be in nearly the same place on every tree.

[Aerin~]

The life that was once constant cannot be found anymore - save for the grass. The stone shimmers brightly as those carvings in the stone are filled with energy. A doorway has been opened in the stone, and it appears to become a hallway as one enters. A gateway. A rather elegant hallway that one would expect from a mansion as a matter of fact, although, the bloodstains that litter the carpet tell a different tale. A putrid odor fills the air, and seeps out that small door to the atmosphere outside. The bloody carpet seems to have several footprints particularly imbeaded - smaller ones, leading inside. A child.

The hallways have windows, but every one has the same features - a black abyss filled with gigantic red eyes that stare back at that very window; as if this was what was inside those portals. As for bodies, scraps of flesh can be found along the sides of the hallway, but something is cleaning. Something has taken the larger portions of the creatures that stood in the way. The flesh remaining cannot be identified; it seems as if it's a fine blend of just about everything. This place was well-guarded, but for what cause?



The seal will soon be broken, and with that, will come a new age.