this sim isn’t recommended if you’re uncomfortable with the topic of deadly illnesses, death, ect
It began with a few dark grey leaves, a bush or berry here and there. But then a dragon got sick. The sickness showed in stiffness, and his senses weakened, his body became fragile, his wings crumbled. In his last day of life his body turned grey, the same grey as the leaves. And from his carcass more grey spread. The sickness did too. The areas where it’s grey, it’s dangerous. The food becomes tasteless and the scents are gone, most don’t come back.
Phyharria and Pantala unified, all the tribes together. Those who survived the plague live underground. Hybrids are everywhere. The tribes mixed. Brave souls sometimes leave to roam the areas that still have colour… but, who knows what the grey will swallow next. But… there’s hope…
𝕿𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖌𝖗𝖊𝖞 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖊𝖘,
𝕳𝖔𝖕𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖘.
𝕿𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖎𝖈𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖘𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖘,
𝕳𝖔𝖕𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖘.
𝕾𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖌𝖗𝖊𝖞 𝖇𝖊𝖌𝖆𝖓,
𝕷𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖓𝖊𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖉.
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