The next hour or so is spent listening to the clacking of hoofs along the cobblestone. The sun begins to set, painting the sky a dull orange, over a mabcre, lifeless landscape. You pass an abandoned farm, littered with rotting pumpkins. Flies buzz, and bump up against the glass of the carriage. An old dormant windmill sits perched atop a hill. It's rotted wood and rusted hinges barely hold it together, while tattered sails dance like the flicker of flames in the breeze. Aross a field of decaying, brown cornstalks, you see a scarecrow slowly rocking side to side, loosely hanging from its bent wooden post, blowing in the breath of winter's first chill upon the air. The dark edge of the Old Crooked Wood snakes its way across the landscape, it's twisted, gnarled oaks stubbornly cling onto their last few dead leaves. The howling of wolves of is heard just beyond. I might use this as intro music to my one off halloween D&D special.
Dark and bleak images of a wasteland surrounding an old farmhouse and it still standing but just barely and a little ways from it stands an old dead tree both beneath a stormy night sky and it doesn't get anymore better than this does it, have a wonderful week everyone take care and of course Thank You so very much.🎶🌳🏚🌵🎶
@@RachDarastrix2 meowser With Alice at work and Hanami being the one that stays home to watch the baby, we got something to resolve after school. Some sort of danger
The next hour or so is spent listening to the clacking of hoofs along the cobblestone. The sun begins to set, painting the sky a dull orange, over a mabcre, lifeless landscape. You pass an abandoned farm, littered with rotting pumpkins. Flies buzz, and bump up against the glass of the carriage. An old dormant windmill sits perched atop a hill. It's rotted wood and rusted hinges barely hold it together, while tattered sails dance like the flicker of flames in the breeze. Aross a field of decaying, brown cornstalks, you see a scarecrow slowly rocking side to side, loosely hanging from its bent wooden post, blowing in the breath of winter's first chill upon the air. The dark edge of the Old Crooked Wood snakes its way across the landscape, it's twisted, gnarled oaks stubbornly cling onto their last few dead leaves. The howling of wolves of is heard just beyond.
I might use this as intro music to my one off halloween D&D special.
Uszanowanko! Fajna ścieżka =j
Dark and bleak images of a wasteland surrounding an old farmhouse
and it still standing but just barely and a little ways from it stands an
old dead tree both beneath a stormy night sky and it doesn't get anymore
better than this does it, have a wonderful week everyone take care and
of course Thank You so very much.🎶🌳🏚🌵🎶
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@@RachDarastrix2 meowser
With Alice at work and Hanami being the one that stays home to watch the baby, we got something to resolve after school. Some sort of danger
@@senicsez6317 Wonderful.