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| Diva | Jan 16 2008, 05:42 PM Post #1 |
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As the morning had called the sun to the sky, it hung over the courtyard as it beamed out light that was intense enough to blind anyone that stared towards it's glory. On such days, who would search the sun when they could rest among it's rays anyway? Such an example was Zenneth who had sat quietly on the bench while staring about from left to right seeing few people pass. He heard it wasn't often that people had walked through this courtyard because of the ominous feeling of "that" presence. His safety meant something to him, but it was obvious he couldn't believe such a rumor, it couldn't be true as it sounded so odd and twisted. He stood up from the bench as he reached and dusted at his white clean unifrom like pants he wore today. The slacks were a very cool and bright white like that in a hospital or nurse even though that didn't mean he was some mental patient. He had walked across the path the bench was off of, crossing from one side to the other while keeping his eyes locked on a flower bed with a smile growing wider the closer he drew. As he kneeled down to get a good view of the flower spread before him, his senses got the best of him. His nose swore it picked it the fresh fragrance as it drew him to reach out and touch the green stem that was visible from the light. He gave it a small touch only to prick himself strangely, but on what? This small pink flower had not thorns. He drew his finger back and looked at the small prick to see that it drew a speck of small blood spot. It only made him stare at it with a little look of lack of concern, but after a while, his expression changed as the small speck of blood grew larger, and then even larger as the blood rushed out like it was more of a large gash across his hand rather than some small knick. The blood rushed out as Zenneth began to become scared. He had tore a rag of his sleeve and wrapped his right hand only to see the blood fountaining and dripping to the ground as it had soaked the rag rather than be absorbed to a limit. Zenneth's blood had puddled on the ground as he feared he might've started to bleed to death from a small prick. He whipped around looking around the courtyard for anyone else to see if they would come only to find that he was the only one there. "Someone, help!!!" He called as his face was panicked. His blood was running along the sidewalk as it had drained to a puddle only to form a large lump. He continued to wisp his head around in terrible fear still looking for someone to console him. "Somebody! Anybody! Please!!!" he had called once again, before pausing and then looking towards his hand while breathing heavily to see that the blood had stopped and the small prick had gave out one more droplet that had splashed in a path of blood leading to the center puddle feet in front of him. Zenneth's eyes followed to see that it lead to the puddle where now another person stood. It was a person that looked just like him. The expression on his face was mostly null as his head was lowered letting his eyes be covered by clean and wild hair. A smirk drew across his face as his head slowly lifted to show a face just like Zenneth's except it was one that had a malevolent touch. Zenneth had swallowed deeply as he had stared at him. "Hi...my name is Derrick." The boy said before lifting his hand showing it spark and sizzle with electricity as he displayed it until his palm was crackling with energy. "...and you are...only a shadow!" the figure said in a dark tone of words before quickly thrusting his light engulfed hands while Zenneth simply watched with wide eyes. His expression was that of shock as a reflection of himself had thurst a hand beyond sight towards his chest, and the only thing afterward that had curtained his sight of that face was the splash and splatters of blood. ------------ His eyes opened swiftly as his pupils had dilated and adjusted to the bright light. He had sprung up as his head and body was laying horizontally. His heart beat quicker and quiker with no sign of stopping. He tossed his head left and right as he had looked about the area for the copy. He was relieved as he saw no one. The sun was up and the light beamed across the courtyard. He yawned as he had retorted with a pitiful and if anything, small smile as he had tried to calm his beating heart. "It was...a dream?" he asked wishing it was just a dream. Honestly, it was a nightmare. He had sat on the bench as he leaned his back against the rest and then breathed with his mouth open to relieve the stress he felt from the recent situation. He swallowed deeply as he had let the saliva soak his throat that was so rough and dry that it felt like sand paper. That was an ugly feeling, and he knew even though he didn't want to feel it again, the nightmares would only get worse from his fear...and his condition. |
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| igoo | Jan 27 2008, 07:55 AM Post #2 |
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RedBld Sucks. Ha.
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"What was a dream?" asks Adam. He had just walked past the dozing figure as it awoke. |
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[RPGData:642|7|50|52|25|25|56|35|Holy Spear|Chain Armor|Necromancer|3109|None|None|36|3|0|0|None|1|None|None]TESSAI MIRAX | |
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| igoo | Feb 16 2008, 03:16 AM Post #3 |
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RedBld Sucks. Ha.
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After getting no reply, Adam moves on. |
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[RPGData:642|7|50|52|25|25|56|35|Holy Spear|Chain Armor|Necromancer|3109|None|None|36|3|0|0|None|1|None|None]TESSAI MIRAX | |
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