Dark Side Fantasy -ep. 2- -pasture Soft- File

To be continued… or perhaps, to simply lie down in the warm grass and never get back up.

The Grass-King smiled, and its teeth were white clover blossoms. "Why ride, when you could graze ? We have no storms here. No fire. Only the slow, beautiful digestion of all your ambitions." Dark Side Fantasy -Ep. 2- -Pasture Soft-

Kaelen raised Mourning's End to strike the Grass-King, but the blade felt heavy. Unwilling. The moss had grown thorns—soft, harmless thorns. The sword liked it here. To be continued… or perhaps, to simply lie

A shadow fell over them, but it was a soft shadow, one that promised shade on a hot day. The creature that stood before them was ten feet tall, woven from timothy grass and dandelion stems. Its face was a serene, empty mask of sod. We have no storms here