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deathsmajestyLiliana arrived on Lorwyn in a chilly swirl of inky black vapor--and immediately gasped at what she saw. It was night. On Lorwyn. It was never night on Lorwyn! Lorwyn existed in perpetual midsummer and eternal daytime; there was dawn, noon, and dusk, but the sun never actually set. Each day began when the sun grazed the eastern horizon and ending as it grazed the western. There would be a final flash of light, and the sun would once again start rising on the east.
The bedroom in her old tower had been in the center of the edifice with absolutely no windows, for fairly obvious reasons.
And yet, here it was. Not just dusk, but full dark. Above her was a darkened sky with stars, though there was no moon. Rather than the deep forests and rolling plains that she remembered, the whole plane seemed devoid of greenery at all; there were swamps and fens, with barren tree branches clawing at the sky. Normally, she was all for swamps and fens, but this was...this was...she wasn't sure what the hell this was, actually. A chill wind blew and Liliana shivered. She had never shivered on Lorwyn before; she'd never needed to. But gone was the warmth of summer, there was a bite to the air that suggested winter was on its way.
Winter. In Lorwyn. What was this Multiverse coming to?
There was only one thing to do: return to Glen Elendra and ask Queen Oona what in the Abyss had happened here--and if she needed her Left Hand to deal with it.
The bedroom in her old tower had been in the center of the edifice with absolutely no windows, for fairly obvious reasons.
And yet, here it was. Not just dusk, but full dark. Above her was a darkened sky with stars, though there was no moon. Rather than the deep forests and rolling plains that she remembered, the whole plane seemed devoid of greenery at all; there were swamps and fens, with barren tree branches clawing at the sky. Normally, she was all for swamps and fens, but this was...this was...she wasn't sure what the hell this was, actually. A chill wind blew and Liliana shivered. She had never shivered on Lorwyn before; she'd never needed to. But gone was the warmth of summer, there was a bite to the air that suggested winter was on its way.
Winter. In Lorwyn. What was this Multiverse coming to?
There was only one thing to do: return to Glen Elendra and ask Queen Oona what in the Abyss had happened here--and if she needed her Left Hand to deal with it.
