Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32932951-20190821131249/@comment-27344811-20190823004030

The eye is missing one piece, though; one that is supplied by three of Them.

These are what you could call Superior creatures. Are they in charge? Who knows. But they supply the last ingredient; a dark, beating heart.

The bones become cloaked in shaodws, and the heart glows red. The red spreads through to the skull, and from all pits- eyes, nose, mouth- the skull glows red.

The Ancient Fuelweaver breathes.... and raises his head.

"Who? Who has woken me from my eternal sleep?"