Eerie Stones With Strange Shapes

Ricin had awoken early, slipping out into the darkness to head toward a new, unexplored (by him) place. The boy had heard a story of strange stones that reside in a moor and he had decided to find them. As the sun rises, fog clings to the land, obscuring normal shapes and twisting trees into strange, terrifying creatures. The moor is eerie in the dim light of morning, the fog only adding an otherworldly feel to this place. Various broken pillars jut out of the ground, their smooth faces carved with strange symbols. The pup steps close to one fallen pillar, the urge to touch the peculiar stone undeniable. Glancing around to make sure no one is watching, Ricin lifts a paw and gently touches the strange pillar. As soon as he touches it, the boy retracts it, afraid that it might, somehow, hurt him. But nothing happens, so he replaces his paw, running it along the smooth surface and trancing the strange symbols.

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