Today's OneWord: Cities
The three cities of Baldrumme were linked together by several bridges, but they weren't the kind of bridges that were wrought from iron or cast in cold. There was a certain fleshiness to them, from the way they pulsed to the sounds they made, so that when one walked across them, a certain loneliness oozed from the turrets and railings. Almost as if the bridges were wailing, with no one to answer their keening.