Beach
Beach is small at high tide and flanked by rocky outcroppings on each side, smothered by them, the mountains and the hamlet built on its shores. There is a whale carcass in the shadows at the end of the sand, cut open and wasting away. It eventually slips afloat into the water. On the northern flank there is a bit of rock where some statues can be found; built into the sand and outwards. On the beach, if you look down into the waves, you can see white waves beneath the surface. Set into the cliff is a hole leading to the Yellow Lake.
Interpretation as written by Altair, moderator and infamous editor -
Baleful howls are heard over the seaside wind. In their discord you sense, despair... hatred... and... longing? Theres a hamlet built on the rocks above you and after your long voyage your bones ache for rest; who knows what awaits you within the village's dour alleys, bridges and moats.
Connections
Beach > Yellow Lake
People
Frances was here. On the chapel beach you can tell she was.
Mentions
"Next to the sea on a grey shore." - Map.
"Home to transparent waters filled with fog." - Old Abode.
"Some people think it could have been a whaling town." - Francis (one of his fucking stupid, idiot, jokes. So up for debate).
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