Necrosis grew over stone and wood like moss, blood-seeking vines scaling the sides of buildings, crawling and shoving into the thinnest of cracks, waiting for prey blinded by eternal darkness and confused by the royal miasma to stumble upon their territory.
Sunflowers with stems as pale as bone, seeds as dark as the sovereign sun, darksun blooms all staring straight at the astral body, guide to countless stars, constellations and moons, some of them as tall as a man, some as tall as giants, growing through building, tearing them down.
Standing alongside those plants were a variety of flowers, coming in all sorts of colours, but all were either bleak or awfully bright like signalling toxicity, some twisted forms of living vegetation, others completely unseen before, produce of death alone, especially loathsome and vile.
