Closing the gap, ever
So far towards the horizon, we don't meet people. Only monsters fighting monsters fighting monsters. Strange physiques. Picking a side is an exercise in creativity, nothing more. Perched high upon my steed, I survey another battlefield. Will we get to the end, ever? Or will we succumb to our ailments? (flutter of wings) ~~~ (warcry is fun) (bone obelisk by wilhelminiatures )