It was early in the morning here at the Chainned inn. A typical day to say the least preparing for another day of slaving and other dark business, but today was not normal and odd occurrences were taking place all over the city, here was no exemption to the rule.
It was odd like everything else. Every glass item in this place shattered into a fine glass dust and the inn became cloaked in a darkness blacker than the night itself, no light would penetrate this veil of the black shroud for a good three hours and twenty three seconds. It was as if the entire building was replaced with a block of pitch black nothingness!
What did it mean, Did it mean anything at all?
It was odd like everything else. Every glass item in this place shattered into a fine glass dust and the inn became cloaked in a darkness blacker than the night itself, no light would penetrate this veil of the black shroud for a good three hours and twenty three seconds. It was as if the entire building was replaced with a block of pitch black nothingness!
What did it mean, Did it mean anything at all?