FORGIVE US.
09-15-2014, 06:35 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-15-2014, 06:36 PM by Ixionn.)
It was so cold...so wet. Hopeless as it seemed. Dark clouds covered the sky completely and not one sign of light or brightness was seen. Not for a while now. The last time he saw brightness was a few days ago. Now...now things were just a disaster. He heard their were a few that died within the first few days. Drowning by the force of the flood, getting hit by lighting, unstable mental states, so many other things. He wondered how many others would die...how many others would leave this world because of this. And how long would this hell last? Thank god Isokan had found shelter for the time being. Still, everything was unpredictable right now. Even the things that seemed too obvious. Such as a pathetic statement like, "At least this won't wipe out all of Alacritis!" The thought made the masked boy begin to collapse into agonizing sobbing. To the point where his body was drained of tears- and he would have to sit there and stare until they returned to him. Right now, both Drago and him were sitting within the uneasy shelter of the lifeless caverns. The only place that seemed to be less-flooded. Ixionn's back and neck were torn up horribly, and were slowly becoming infected. He could still feel that pain...he could hear his own screams rattling the cavern walls. A growl left his throat and he slowly lowered his head, shutting his eyes and inhaling gently. Drago slowly turned his head up to his friend, forcing a weak smile. The prince noticed it...and instantly shook his head before the lizard could speak. "I wonder...why...we deserved this..." Stuttered voice would bounce off the cavern walls, coming back to his ears and making his muscles feel strangely weak and nonexistent. His friend huffed and remained speechless. Instead, curled up in his friend's tail and rested his exhausted body. Ixionn lifted his head and opened his teary eyes...staring out into that dark, wet world. He wondered if suddenly, there would be a cry over the distance, and if he would force himself up to help. Even in the critical state he was in now. Would he really do it? Or would he sit there...trapped in an illusion? Speech, |