“Tendrils came out of the wall of darkness, like reaching fingers of roots, probing the light. It was thick and congealed; I wanted no part of that, and quickly fled from the farm. I never did make it back before it was entirely engulfed in darkness.”

The “Murk” is the name given for the darkness that surrounds the Aethir Empire. It is generally considered an unpleasant cloud of black, as trees and fruit seem to die in it’s presence.


  • “The Murk is poisonous; it burns yer lungs and makes you sick.”
  • “Murk is made by saying foul words against another; it’s the evil in your head made real, child.”
  • “Bad things rot in the Murk, just like how good things grow in the light.”

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