The Flood Is Over
10-07-2014, 03:26 AM
He could feel as the air drove cooler, every second he could feel the change. Maybe it was just his imagination. Maybe he wanted to feel a bristling inside him. He wanted to freeze to death, he wanted to die. No. He thought that if he were in his last moments of death, his mother would come running to his side. And then he would live. Then they would never be separated ever again. He sounded so much like a child, crying "Mommy! Mommy!" and he couldn't help but snicker to the thought. He had grown from that long ago, he had left with Zaria so long after he had already became a man. Well at least he would almost become a full grown man in many things. Inside he was, and that's what matter to him then. As his mind went off the cold and onto his gibbering within his head, he failed to realize the young woman that had sat at the falls. He realized her presence well before he could be spotted, but of course is scent could never fail to make him noticed. Sure he had been everywhere, but he had been everywhere. He would stop in his tracks, looking the corner about to turn away before the girl did see him. But then he thought other wise. He was just thinking of how well his death would do him, so maybe it was time to meet someone new; make new friends. But he had just left Titania, his best friend who could have been a lot more to him. Why would he go out and meet new people? It didn't matte now, he was already in view. Hopefully he wouldn't startle her, but he wouldn't say a word through every step he took. Walk "Talk" Think |
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