First Titans, Now Dragons [Roleplay with Preserving-Humanity]
First of all, it was cold; like, testicle-shrinking cold.
It started out with a late night of paperwork by candlelight, poring over stack after stack of mind-numbing reports; then there came a sound from just outside, a groaning like the earth itself was having period cramps. Upon going out to investigate, there came searing pain, and then darkness.
Sheer, biting cold crept into the edges of sensation as Erwin came to, face down in dry, hardy grass. Next came the distant smell of smoke--not like a forest fire, but a hearthfire, with faint traces of food wafting on the wind.
Then came the dogs. Three of them, barking loudly and surrounding Erwin, hackles raised and snarling; they possessed collars, which meant they belonged to someone.
((I tried. I hope this is sufficient?))