The Tomb
She stirred in her dream. The sudden darkness was more than she could bear. But what was this place ? It looked like a land of fairytales, of dark and impossible dreams. It was all natural, the lush green meadows and forest floors reminding of a place far North, like an island of Arthurian legend - so mystical the deep colors did seem. Yet what colors ? All she could discern was a deep dark green, the black of the shadows - if it was just before nightfall or the middle of the day, none could...