The middle of the large formation of floating earth homed two inhabitants - Hybrids. The last of their kind, and last of any hybrid. Wheeze and Karna. Plain grassland strewn together within the point-blank region of a circling ruin nearby. Mossy building draped over like bridges to nowhere, stagnant to scent of carcass and leftovers; greyscale destination, shadowed fingers reaching like maroon against the passing sun. Outcasted lands, ruled by only two.

Moderators: Wheeze, Karna

The inners, within the wreckage - molded kinks and cranies, mossed by rusted insignias, yellow-dusted concrete and plagues of termites within fences and wires, electrical circuits no longers sparking, only drained of such meager life. Openings here and, as if an underground warzone.

Moderators: Wheeze, Karna, Pistols

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Moderators: Wheeze, Karna

The border between known and unknown. Where none dare venture. The forests of Thitalaice, when hybrids that were hidden from others, roamed underground paths as well as upper lands. Trees dulled the aqua-green sewage of leaves, grove-like interior of the surrounding looked impossible to encounter - however, outer walls gaurder frequent human activity, keeping safe the secrets within.

Moderators: Wheeze, Karna