The Pale Drow (continued) (Isanien, pt. 11)

*Another loose parchment is tucked in between the pages, the script written in a more formal High Drow, it flows with grace, menace and nobility.*

…they arrived on the surface
weak and battered
sheltered by the cover of night.
Assaulted by strange sounds and smells
they huddled together at the edge.
Only then did the Pale Drow stop.

She turned to them and waited.
Behind her, in the east,
the sky began to change.
Slowly at first, the light came.
Shades of grey paled before them
and shifted into intense colors
She stood there,
enveloped in a cloak of light.
The sun wreathed her head in fire.

And for the first time since their exodus began
the Pale Drow spoke…

*the passage ends, obviously incomplete*


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