[quote] [b] Ruin Wings [/b]
[i] In the Garden grows a tree of silver wings. The leaves are ruin, the bark disaster.
Of the seeds we do not speak.[/i]
Audio Logs found near Cabal Outpost Thutmose I:
-Alright, we have made the trip to Mars. Talia, Garred and I are en route to the
energy fluxations reported by some locals. Whatever it is, the locals claimed that
a strange signal was coming from near one of those ancient Vex time gates. This
should be a quick and easy recon and I can head back to the tower to relax for once.
-Okay, our fireteam has arrived at the gate, everything seems to be normal. Hey
Talia! Set up a scanner and we can head on--
-*STATIC*-It seems-*STATIC*-We have moved through the gate-*STATIC*
-*STATIC*-I think I have fixed the receiver, should be a clear transmission still.
Talia! Garred! Are you guys alright?
-Okay good! It seems we have gone through the time gate but where we are, I have no idea.
The environment is thick with foliage and there are enormous Vex structures everywhere.
I'm going to check the area out while Talia and Garred are trying to find a way to open the
portal back up.
-I have found a clearing about half a click from the portal and there is a colossal tree
in the center of it. I'm going see if I can climb it to hopefully get a better view of
where we exactly are.
-This tree...Its roots have a luminescent glow to it, similar to the Vex spires found on
all other planets. It's almost as if... as if it is a living, breathing, feeling being.
The leaves of this powerful tree are elaborate with designs that share the glow of the roots
Not manmade... but perfect.
-There is also a single fruit that hangs within arms reach and if we ever get out of here
it would be one hell of a souvenir to show the others, so why not, right?
-The visions...*STATIC*...the ruin of our world...*STATIC*...It has been planned...A seed planted
long ago and has grown too long to be stopped...*STATIC*...This fruit shows the future.The end. Disaster
that will come swiftly by a pair of silver wings...*STATIC*...It...It is inevitable.
| End of Transmission |
[b]Fictional Lore[/b], written by myself.