[Dark hour][March 10th]
[The full moon casts a sickly light over the world, as the dark hour forms. In the courtyard in front of Tartarus... Is a monster.
There is no other word for it. A black, formless shape, it blocks the light from the nearby houses and drives the smaller shadows away with it's existence. It's body twists, every second, wings and hands and black limbs bursting free of it's skin, and sinking back inside with every slow movement.
The ground trembles as it takes one slow, long step forward, and screeches towards the sky.]
((Completed.))
There is no other word for it. A black, formless shape, it blocks the light from the nearby houses and drives the smaller shadows away with it's existence. It's body twists, every second, wings and hands and black limbs bursting free of it's skin, and sinking back inside with every slow movement.
The ground trembles as it takes one slow, long step forward, and screeches towards the sky.]
((Completed.))