Chilled rain sprinkles own over browning grass, the morning giving way to small patches of frost, thick fogs rolling across the empty fields. Animals store their food swiftly, preparing for the long, dark winter to come.
All around is the scent of autumn. The sweet, honeyed smell of rot and decay fills the air as the world shifts, slowly plummeting into the cold months of darkness.
The nights grow longer. The setting sun races toward the horizon, wishing only to escape the world, greedily stealing it's warmth away and leaving mankind to struggle for themselves. Long shadows stretch under the yellowing light of a harvest moon, spilling over the landscape, stretching out into black pools of ink and emptiness.
Dead, dry leaves tumble across the city streets, gray branches reaching out from decaying trees as though skeletal fingers. Their forms wave and dance in the cold fall breeze as though beckoning, waving you toward their grasp, the wind's whistle a quiet banshee wail.
Shivers cascade over your spine. Your heart begins to race. Something seems to move - A blurred, silent shape, just beyond your peripheral vision. You turn quickly only to see nothing but the gently shaking branches. For the first time in what feels like an eternity, you dare to breathe.
And then, somewhere in the darkness, beyond what your eyes can see... something goes bump in the night.
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The time draws near, young ones, where we begin our little dance once more. My treats call out to you - The sweet temptations we both hold so dear. But nothing comes for free, least of all where I'm concerned, and I assure you that my dark and deadly tricks have not been dulled by another year's rest.
We will play a game. Myself versus all of you. And while I eagerly await testing your strength, the fields and deserts of Rubi-Ka are not my only dominion. Here, on these... "forums"... which you seem to enjoy, we can play another game. A test of will, of the mind - For those who have keen eyes and even keener wits. To those who prove worthy I may very well offer some of my treats. But to those who fail... well. I am growing oh so hungry...
The first clue has already been given, and more will be spread over the coming days. This month is my time, Rubi-Ka my hunting grounds. And you, my young ones, are nothing but prey.
Remember to fear what goes bump in the night.
Originally Posted by Kintaii
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