Keeping Faith in a Mad World
03-26-2016, 04:34 PM
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04-16-2016, 01:29 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-16-2016, 02:01 PM by Hárekr.)
Hárekr’s head was pounding, his vision tinged with red as he crept through the shadowy wood. Threads of light would stain his eyes. Somewhere deep within him the madness was growing and as his mismatched eyes landed on the small, dark male rooting around in the underbrush only one word bled from his mind. Enemy. His lips spread from his teeth, the hungry maw parting as his legs curled and he launched forward.
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Red dripped from his pelt as he slunk back through the mist, into the dark and into new lands far from the terra he'd been living in for the past years. New lands waiting for discovery.
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Red dripped from his pelt as he slunk back through the mist, into the dark and into new lands far from the terra he'd been living in for the past years. New lands waiting for discovery.
"Monsters don't sleep under your bed, they sleep inside your head."
04-16-2016, 01:30 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-16-2016, 01:59 PM by Shilah I.)
Shilah had no idea what had hit him. He had felt the fur on the back of his neck rise at the sensation that someone might be watching him. He couldn’t react fast enough as the monster was on him. The mist parted violently in a spray of blood, spit and fur and then just as soon as it happened it was over. Shilah was down on his side, stunned. His vision was blurring, his thoughts light as he began to feel like his limbs were floating and his eyes slowly closed for the last time. The woods lay still.