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There is no sun filled
daytime. During the daytime hours, the sun is
covered in a total and constant eclipse. Torches
and lanterns are commonplace in communities. Some
powered by natural light producing plants in rural
areas to magically enchanted devices in major
cities.
No wholesome thing can thrive without life-giving
sunlight. Most societies of Falamar rely heavily
on the land to produce everything from the food
they eat to the cloth they wear, but in the reign
of night the land is dying. Entire fields of crops
wilt for lack of sun as hardier weeds and
poisonous night-blooming plants thrive. Orchards
bloom rarely and yield little fruit as the seasons
themselves seem to succumb to despair. Summer and
Winter are harsh in their extremes, Autumn rains
fail unceasingly, and Spring barely exists at all.
Many creatures that once flourished on the lands
in the days of the sun now sicken and die, falling
easy prey to the foul beasts who were once only
free to prowl at night. In the dim semi-dark of
the daytime, they hunt the weak and feed upon the
uncertainties and fears of the living.
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