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The sky was pitch black and the area held an atmiosphere od silence and cold, sterile death, and yet iot was p[lain once this place meant something to someone. Towering structures reached ever heavensward, thick black clouds cblotted out the sky, and he was suddenly glad Limosa couldn't come due to work. The light was almost gone, granting an eerie and haunting gloom over things, and when La Brea reached out, he touched thick, sticky tar that seemed to try clinging to his dark gloves. He was grateful to not get stuck, instead clutching his black rose as he walked. He felt he understood his daughter's descrip[tion of dead air as he passed through the empty streets.

Truthfully, he didn't know if this was a necroiopolis, normal city, or what. Some colleges were as sprawling and open and he moved slowly, trying to peer in windows and doors. greeted by a dark void. At first he thought it dreamlike and ephemeral, but instead found himself looking at an abandoned cut by a door, telling him two things. Someone lived here once and it was very dark. The tar seemed not to enter open windows or doors, dangling from above in ribbony lines as he looked up. Still there was little to tell him what his wonder was. He paused as he approached a plantbed, filled with brambles and thorns and bushes, adding to the haunting and eternal bleakness, and the man breifly considered the idea La Brea was a necropolis qwith a caretyaker. He also wondered if it was truly called 'La Brea', or if there was once another name as he passed by another area -- a square of empty stalls and tents. His heart pounded as he looked, before moving on, walking along the streets before closing his eyes.

It felt as though people ought to have been here in some capacity. Something here that warrented his care. Begged for his attention. He sighed and pressed forward towards the central cathedral, a large structure of stained glasss and flying buttresses and tar. Slowly he approached the cathedral itself, and blinked. Even his steps seemed to grow more distant and quiet as he approached unrtil at last upon the steps he was muted entirely. La Brea hesitated, and opened the doors.
Bones made the pews,, the chandeliers, the altar and candlestick holders and the chandeliers and wall decor. Skeletons were positioned arms crossed against walls and kneeling in pews before a sealed box upon the altar. It was far from any cathedral on Earth in that way, and certainly not of any relifion. Tar hung like streamers with animals affixed lovingly to the cielings and tar, and La Brea walked toward the sanctuary, steps still inassudible as sher scaled them before pausing before the altar.

"The tar will preserve uyour mother's bones for eternity, so she can always watch over you." La BNrea turned to the grieving siblings, smiling berrightklly. "That's why we have these struxtures. So they'll always be with us."

The woman nodded, snuffling as her brother held her, offering the knight a thin smile.

"Thank you, La Brea." The man whispered. La Brea bowed.

"It's my duty to care for the people living in my city. I will see to it she's well cared for. Ah!" He looked to a skeleton he'd bound the deceased's hands to. "It seems sopme birds were welcomed for company in your fathwer! They will always be safe, there." He marbvvelled every time life entered thre cathjedrals. La Brea was a city built to house the dead, and their descendants, to allow them to live together in perpetuity. To the people, it was an honorable life, if simp[le, but it left people happy, and La Brea was happy ion rurn.

He gasped, shaking his head. That. That felt wrong and La Brea frowned, looking around slowly. He wasn't sure what happened just then, but he wasn't a fan, and the knight turned, then paused. A skeleton knelt at the altar, holding out an object in an open palm, and hesitantly, he reached, taking it slowly. A ring. It resembled Earth signet ringsa, and slowly his head tilted before compulsion told him top put it on. Slowly, he tried his ring finger -- more strangely, it fit perfectly, and he swallowed, and them fpcused on returning to Earth. This was...

Uncomfortable.