In your comfort, you forget them.

In your bed, they never enter your thoughts.

During the day, they are ignored.

At night however, with moon high over head, its light dimming often from the clouds that race in front of it, that is when you can think of them. You can see them, and know what they hold. Small sealed buildings hide their contents among rows of stone slabs. Some of the stone is perfectly straight, while others, tilt slightly, as though they had been disturbed in some way.

Graveyards.

Graveyards hold a morbid fascination for me. Looking at the dates on tombstones, makes me wonder about the person buried there. What they did, who they were. What caused their death?

Graveyards were the inspiration for my Unliving. Think about this the next time you see a graveyard. How many bodies do you think that graveyard holds? Now, how many graveyards are in your city, or town? How many bodies do those hold? How many graveyards are in your state? Your country? How many bodies are in the hospitals? How many hospitals are in the country?

Now, imagine a single graveyard, for the dead of the world. One place, where the bodies of the dead are sent. One place, to bury them all. Talithia, the Land of Journey.

Talithia is the land of the dead, where the final rites of the dead are given, by the priests that live there. A tranquil land, untouched by war, famine, or disease, Talithia is a place where the needs of the dead, take priority over the living, and the life is considered a stage of the Journey.

A fallen man, somehow becomes, something else. The King of Corpses, The Dead One. The Dead One’s rise brought something to So’Var, that had never been seen before, one who could raise the dead. The Dead One could not just raise the dead, he made them into the Unliving, the Corpse Army of the Dead One. And he controls the Talithian Graveyards.

On So’Var, the fractured remains of the Dead One’s armies still roam. And ever since the final days of the Last March of the Dead One, over a century ago,  the Unliving move across the land to this day, fueled by the need to kill the living, in the name of their master.

Graveyards are interesting places, and taking the time to look at the names of those buried there is only one possible way, to enjoy them.

Graveyards, look around. Enjoy what you do.