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darkness |
| Written by kasey | |
| Saturday, 29 March 2008 | |
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The inky blackness of the night blanketed all that was around. Icy fingers of mist weaved throughout the knotted trees of the forest ahead. The minds eye plaid tricks spot lighting deadly figures and beasts in the thick darkness. The only savior in the night was the flickering haven of the torchlight or at least some in the traveling troupe thought. It was small party. I group full of distrust, anger, love, disbelief and other rolling emotions that can never truly be hidden in situations such of these. Men and women alike looked warily ahead as the forest seemed to move closer around them. The trees looming over head became more sinister in appearance with every step they took. The torch light reflected orbs of translucent light that watched every move the group made, every step they took, every breath that sighed from their lungs and they lay in wait for one to wander from the light. The whispered whimpers of a child’s fear was sympathized by many, heard by all andanticipated by those out side their glowing haven. “ Shut the child up!” “SHHH,Roderick you’re just making it worse.” “ The child has a right to fear. We all do.” “ This is futile, we are lost.”
With that, rising panic bubbled with in the group. The idea of being lost in this parallel to hell was unconceivable. Lost,the very word sent shivers down the spine. The very idea brought terror to the heart. A ghastly howl went up in the night and the first rumbling of thunder penetrated the air. Fear swept through the group like fire to dry kindling....
writers bloke..help?
Copyright 2008 kasey |
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