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They arrived in a small clearing. The landscape was unfamiliar to them; the ground was soft and tannish, the sky a faint purple, and the air had a strange tang to it. All around them grew strange plants, huge piles of foliage and flowers that reached past any of their heads. There were also a few trees, with weird smooth trunks that sent out massive roots in all directions. Nowhere to be seen were any signs of civilization, or even of human habitation. Though hardly barren, the place seemd strangely to be devoid of life.
"My god.. where are we?" asked Glenn.
"The Time Key only allows travel through time, not space. Makes me wish we still had the Epoch around, sometimes. That means that this must be the location of Guardia Castly..." Lucca looked around. "What happened to this place?"
A bizarre, low rumble split the air.
"What was that?" shouted Crono. He pulled out his katana frantically.
"I'm sure it's nothing can'st takes the likes of the three of us," replied Glenn.
"I wouldn't be so sure of that," Lucca put in. "Listen. It's getting louder."
The rumbling sound was getting louder, and the intervals between rumbles lower. Suddenly, a huge beast tore through the greenery behind Glenn, leaving a trail of leaves and broken branches. It stopped, sniffed a couple of times, and looked at the three of them. Glenn spun around.
"Oh, shit," he said.
The thing stood there. The three humans were absolutely motionless as it stared. It was immense, probably massing about the same as Crono, Lucca, and Glenn combined. It had four thick legs terminating in blunt, heavy paws. Its midsection was dense-looking, but it didn't look fat so much as strong. It had a short snout, out of which it was emitting long bursts of warm breath.
After sniffing them for a few moments, it decided they weren't food, and moved on. It charged away through the brush.
"Wh-what," Crono breathed, "was that?!"
"I do not think we really wish to know," replied Glenn.
"Me either," he decided.
"You know, guys, we aren't making any progress standing around here. Let's go," said Lucca.
"Dost thou have any ideas on just where we shall go?" inquired Glenn.
"Actually," she said," I do. Arris Dome was about a mile south of here, and for all we know it still is. That's as good a place as any to start."
"All right, let's go!" Crono replied.
They gatehred their things and started walking south, through the hole the whatever-it-was made when it charged into the clearing. The landscape never changed. The plantlife was suffocating, crowding in all around them on both sides and stretching on as far as they could see. After about an hour of waling, the plants broke away, and open ground stretched before them.
In the distance, there was a big green-and-brown mound. As they got closer, they realized that the mound wasn't any form of local vegetation.. but rather some sort of primitive shelter. It was large enough to house a good number of people. A village?
"So there are people here.." said Crono.
"Not necessarily people as we know them. Be on your toes, guys," Lucca advised.
"Right."
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They arrived in a small clearing. The landscape was unfamiliar to them; the ground was soft and tannish, the sky a faint purple, and the air had a strange tang to it. All around them grew strange plants, huge piles of foliage and flowers that reached past any of their heads. There were also a few trees, with weird smooth trunks that sent out massive roots in all directions. Nowhere to be seen were any signs of civilization, or even of human habitation. Though hardly barren, the place seemd strangely to be devoid of life.
"My god.. where are we?" asked Glenn.
"The Time Key only allows travel through time, not space. Makes me wish we still had the Epoch around, sometimes. That means that this must be the location of Guardia Castly..." Lucca looked around. "What happened to this place?"
A bizarre, low rumble split the air.
"What was that?" shouted Crono. He pulled out his katana frantically.
"I'm sure it's nothing can'st takes the likes of the three of us," replied Glenn.
"I wouldn't be so sure of that," Lucca put in. "Listen. It's getting louder."
The rumbling sound was getting louder, and the intervals between rumbles lower. Suddenly, a huge beast tore through the greenery behind Glenn, leaving a trail of leaves and broken branches. It stopped, sniffed a couple of times, and looked at the three of them. Glenn spun around.
"Oh, shit," he said.
The thing stood there. The three humans were absolutely motionless as it stared. It was immense, probably massing about the same as Crono, Lucca, and Glenn combined. It had four thick legs terminating in blunt, heavy paws. Its midsection was dense-looking, but it didn't look fat so much as strong. It had a short snout, out of which it was emitting long bursts of warm breath.
After sniffing them for a few moments, it decided they weren't food, and moved on. It charged away through the brush.
"Wh-what," Crono breathed, "was that?!"
"I do not think we really wish to know," replied Glenn.
"Me either," he decided.
"You know, guys, we aren't making any progress standing around here. Let's go," said Lucca.
"Dost thou have any ideas on just where we shall go?" inquired Glenn.
"Actually," she said," I do. Arris Dome was about a mile south of here, and for all we know it still is. That's as good a place as any to start."
"All right, let's go!" Crono replied.
They gatehred their things and started walking south, through the hole the whatever-it-was made when it charged into the clearing. The landscape never changed. The plantlife was suffocating, crowding in all around them on both sides and stretching on as far as they could see. After about an hour of waling, the plants broke away, and open ground stretched before them.
In the distance, there was a big green-and-brown mound. As they got closer, they realized that the mound wasn't any form of local vegetation.. but rather some sort of primitive shelter. It was large enough to house a good number of people. A village?
"So there are people here.." said Crono.
"Not necessarily people as we know them. Be on your toes, guys," Lucca advised.
"Right."
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