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Post by Mellira/Ilyra on Mar 20, 2006 23:49:33 GMT -5
She awoke, rubbing her head. It hurt. She lay there, dazed, for a moment, her head spinning. Then, she shook herself and got up. Her head ached. She took stock of her belongings. Her crackers were a little crumbled, but they were still good.
Then, she took stock of her surroundings. Trees surrounded her, ivy hanging down among them. The view could have been romanticized, but this girl was a realist. She looked around and heard a noise.
She hoped it was a vampire. She liked her lips.[glow=blue,2,300]"Prey."[/glow] she thought.
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Mahandronis
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"If I were any better at holding a sword, I'd cut my hands off for the insurance."
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Post by Mahandronis on Mar 29, 2006 17:36:06 GMT -5
The noise was the snapping of a twig as a young human woman, perhaps in her early twenties, stumbled through the brush. She looked around with bright blue eyes, brushing her dark hair out of her face and peering through the gloom.
"H-hello? Who is out here?"
One of them will come. One of them must, sooner or later . . . I will find them . . .
She looked up again, trying to pick her way through the brush.
"Anybody? Where am I? Dammit, I am SO lost . . ."
It has been days already. I will not continue with this demeaning work much longer. Where have they hidden themselves?
She sighed and crouched down to the floor of the forest, shivering.
"What do I do now?"
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Post by Mellira/Ilyra on Mar 31, 2006 10:34:13 GMT -5
It was just so cold. Colder then when the vampires came after her. Colder than when she had been enslaved. Colder than when she had abandoned her child to the wolves...
The girl sighed. She didn't know what to do. If there was prey in the forest, it would come to her. She didn't know why, but the foul predators could not resist her scent. They would come to feast, a hunters blood was suposed to be the sweetest.
[glow=blue,2,300]I've nowhere to go, nothing to do. Might as well stay here, build a fire, wait. Something will come.[/glow] She was certain. Stay someplace long enough, and something would come. Something to fight, and to best, or to throw herself away to. She had stopped caring whether she lived or died long ago. Now, she just survived.
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Post by Mahandronis on Apr 2, 2006 12:19:33 GMT -5
Sighing, the girl stood again and continued along. She thought she had heard someone . . .
"C-cold . . ."
This weather could prove problematic . . .
As she walked, she called out desperately, hoping someone would hear her.
"Is anyone else out here? Anybody?"
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Post by Mellira/Ilyra on May 10, 2006 22:36:45 GMT -5
[sorry its taken so long]
There was no response to her frighten querry. Suddenly, the loneliness got to her. She chided herself for being afraid. She should not be afraid of the forest. Hadn't she faced down worse things before?
[glow=green,2,300]Whose there? Come out where I can see you.[/glow] she called, her voice shaking inperceptively. She could not remember the last time she had been afraid.
The shadow moved closer, but she didn't see it.
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