XLII. Or your kingdom shall be accursed
"Awn, so cute." Farah said mockingly. "Or how do mortals say it?" She asked her fellow supernaturals.
"I think you got it right!" Karma said happily and she did not have to be told by Farah before she struck.
She stretched forth her right hand upward and muttered something under her breath before transferring her hand to the front of the blue moon which had now zoomed in on the northern province of Närunïa.
A deep rumbling erupted in the skies and the most thickened greatly that those that were stuck in the mist and had gotten a little accustomed to it were back to square one. Karma made the mist to spread for about twenty four miles, making sure it was extra thick this time around.
Nature then extended her own palm making the snow begin to fall heavier than it was falling and making the temperature drop a good number in the whole of Närunïa. Some people had to pay before things were restored to normal.
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