Posted: Mon, 13/04/2020 20:54 (4 Years ago)
Legion started to strum all kinds of tunes, ranging from upbeat and
quick to ghostly, even depressing. He lost track of time, and found
himself in a strange place. He realized why he had lost track of
time. The leaves that had been falling suddenly stopped, midair.
Looking around, he stopped playing, and the leaves began to fall
once more. He looked at the lute, then quickly lashed it to his
back with a rope.