The Children of the White Lions: volume 02 - Prophecy
“Yet the blanket of haze that hung low in the sky, hovering over ruined walls and buildings, told a different story. In much of the Borderlands, when a person had passed to Maeana’s realm, a death shroud was draped over the body, a thin, gauzy cloth covering the person head to foot. To Tiliah, the layer of smoke over Gobas was the city’s death shroud.
Sitting on the back of their shared horse, she peered over Rhohn’s shoulder at the ruined, still-smoking capital and wondered how there was an...ything left that could burn.
The city was two miles away, yet the acrid stench of burning wood and smoldering tar was thick in the air. They had first noticed the foulness at midday and suffered as it grew steadily more potent as they neared the city. As close as they were now, the scent of roasting meat mingled with the smoke. Oligurts were in the city now and—if the tales were to be believed—roasting and eating anything that had once been alive.MoreLess
Sitting on the back of their shared horse, she peered over Rhohn’s shoulder at the ruined, still-smoking capital and wondered how there was an...ything left that could burn.
The city was two miles away, yet the acrid stench of burning wood and smoldering tar was thick in the air. They had first noticed the foulness at midday and suffered as it grew steadily more potent as they neared the city. As close as they were now, the scent of roasting meat mingled with the smoke. Oligurts were in the city now and—if the tales were to be believed—roasting and eating anything that had once been alive.MoreLess
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