[center][hr][hr][img]https://i.gyazo.com/9a6492d1236ea85a12e5a87e2fa407c0.png[/img][h1][color=black]“N[/color][color=darkgray]everlan[/color][color=black]d[/color][color=darkgray]”[/color][/h1][sup][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=osTgI-0GXx][color=darkgray][i]||  W I L L   W E   E V E R   F I N D   O U R   N E V E R L A N D  ||[/i][/color][/url][/sup][/center][hr][hr][color=cccccc]Inky black clouds bled across the sky like frayed raven feathers scratched across parchment, pressing down on the stout grey brick buildings below with an oppressive countenance. The moon alone kept silent vigil over the streets, a guardian of secret, hushed moments and time lost to man. No normal human dared to brave the glow of it’s judging light. Gloomy, they called Black Hollow. Depressing. Eerie even. But for many persecuted unjustly by their mortal brethren, it was a place to take comfort in the embrace of unseen, shielded sanctuary. At a glance, sure, the town was rather dark, mysterious in many ways; however, a dying flame of warmth coated the town like a wedding veil. A warmth that only those gifted enough to find their way in were permitted to feel.

Mythical creatures gathered within the rickety buildings of Black Hollow, rotting woods plaguing some such places whilst invasive plants and tattered signs draped from others. A slight damp coated the outer walls as mists collected under the eaves. Sure, this place left much to be desired, it was dark and uninviting and full of unsavory creatures of all kinds. Protected from the judgement of humans who did not know better, the unusual beings who dwelled in the town were free to do as they pleased. Likely a brawl every night and the taste of regret by morning, but it was a life still better than the alternative.[/color]