Nowhere

Hush now, hide, all you little ones
Rush now, into the middle of nowhere
Singing and laughter will die.

An old Forest God.  At night, they lumber through the forest, and their presence scrambles radio waves and other technology nearby.  It slumbers during the day, its massive form being mistaken for natural hills and vegetation.  A thick, heavy fog always hangs around them, almost like a mane.

Their size can vary.  At their smallest they are the size of a moose, at their largest they are big enough to tower over the treetops.

Their presence scrambles electronics and causes them to malfunction, causing radios and speakers to emit loud static.

🎶Centaurworld - The Nowhere King🎶

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