Alexander Lichty

This Place Cannot Be (Part 1)

Past the seafoam and ice of Drakkenfel's northern shore sits a lonesome lighthouse, nestled atop a weathered and jagged cliff. A path carved downwards leads down to the shoreline, speckled with stones like the teeth of dragons. A mighty wooden vessel rests upon the rocks, hull cracked and broken open like the belly of a beached whale, its sails long tattered and blown to sea, the stern of the vessel now stripped away by the waves.