Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong (shadesong) wrote,
Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong


You can't get through to the castle at the center of the city. No one can. It's been abandoned for centuries now.

Why can't you? There's a sort of barrier around it. The closer you get, the colder it gets. First a simple late-autumn chill, then deepening... goose bumps, your breath hanging frosty in the air. Then colder, colder, falling toward zero. Then colder. So cold that it hurts. It seems to wrap around your very bones, harden your skin...

Most people don't get that far. The ones who do generally turn back when the ice starts forming on their skin. Then under their skin.

You're welcome to try it, of course. :)


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