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Routines
Type: Open Book •
Group: March 2013 •
Created by: chabrielle
Last by: lillymcgurk on Today at 07:14:00 • Contributions: 16 of 100
Last by: lillymcgurk on Today at 07:14:00 • Contributions: 16 of 100
Once Chloe took her medication she was able to breath a little bit better though she was still quite shaken. Jeremy didn’t know what to do with her and asked her if she needed a ride somewhere? He asked if there way anything that he could do for her? Chloe whispered a reply of no; unsure of what was going on. She didn’t know if she was hallucinating all of this or just some parts and wanted her medication to stop all this madness.
A good day to eat a pie
Type: Open Book •
Group: Public •
Created by: endeld
Last by: endeld on 22 May 2013 • Contributions: 1 of 20
Last by: endeld on 22 May 2013 • Contributions: 1 of 20
It was a beautiful day.
Shade
Type: Open Book •
Group: Public •
Created by: mercurialsm
Last by: mercurialsm on 21 May 2013 • Contributions: 1 of 100
Last by: mercurialsm on 21 May 2013 • Contributions: 1 of 100
The rain lashed the windows of the car as it made its way down the hill. The Fortress , as the locals liked to call the hill , was the line of divide between the town and the Nocturn valley.
"I'm bored ", came a voice from the back seat. Earl , a lanky nineteen year old , was again expriencing one of his moments of restlestness. He had been the most enthusiastic when the group decided to explore the Nocturn valley and its many myths.
However , It seemed , the lack of any action had taken its toll on Earl.
" It's only 10 more miles to go , bud " , replied Jon.
Jon , the 20 yr old de facto leader of the group , held the steering wheel more firmly. He could barely see out of the wind screen. The mist was closing in on them from all sides.
" I hope the cottage survives this night " , said Gary , as another bolt of lightning streaked through the sky. Gary looked out of the window trying to make some sense of his surroundings .
Gary , was the youngest member of the group at 18 yrs of age. He had an easy going outlook towards life. Always ready for a challenge , he liked taking things as they came.
The car screeched to a halt causing Earl to fall out of his seat.
" Jon , what happened ? " said Gary
Jon pointed out of the window unable to speak.
"I'm bored ", came a voice from the back seat. Earl , a lanky nineteen year old , was again expriencing one of his moments of restlestness. He had been the most enthusiastic when the group decided to explore the Nocturn valley and its many myths.
However , It seemed , the lack of any action had taken its toll on Earl.
" It's only 10 more miles to go , bud " , replied Jon.
Jon , the 20 yr old de facto leader of the group , held the steering wheel more firmly. He could barely see out of the wind screen. The mist was closing in on them from all sides.
" I hope the cottage survives this night " , said Gary , as another bolt of lightning streaked through the sky. Gary looked out of the window trying to make some sense of his surroundings .
Gary , was the youngest member of the group at 18 yrs of age. He had an easy going outlook towards life. Always ready for a challenge , he liked taking things as they came.
The car screeched to a halt causing Earl to fall out of his seat.
" Jon , what happened ? " said Gary
Jon pointed out of the window unable to speak.
Forgotten
Type: Closed Book •
Group: Public •
Created by: isaacwright1
Last by: colder on 09 May 2013 • Contributions: 24 of 100
Last by: colder on 09 May 2013 • Contributions: 24 of 100
Liam pulled out a glock 9mm and pointed it at my chest.
"For the last time," he said slowly.
Fingers sweating, I hastily unwrapped the paper. Midway I dropped it to the tunnel floor and had to scramble in the dust. Finally I held it in the dim light steadily enough to read aloud:
"To all those seeking enlightenment, here is a path forward. Simply speak: Uru, I pledge my soul to you." Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Liam mouthing the words along with me. He put the gun away.
"How did you know the words?" I demanded, but my words drifted lazily in the air, taking on a strange dimension.
"Don't you remember?" his reply came shining to me like a sad and distant star. "We've done this so many times before, but it's always me who carries the burden of memory."
I think I started to speak, but the tunnel twisted insanely, spiraling into black as I felt the rushing of a strong wind in my head.
"For the last time," he said slowly.
Fingers sweating, I hastily unwrapped the paper. Midway I dropped it to the tunnel floor and had to scramble in the dust. Finally I held it in the dim light steadily enough to read aloud:
"To all those seeking enlightenment, here is a path forward. Simply speak: Uru, I pledge my soul to you." Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Liam mouthing the words along with me. He put the gun away.
"How did you know the words?" I demanded, but my words drifted lazily in the air, taking on a strange dimension.
"Don't you remember?" his reply came shining to me like a sad and distant star. "We've done this so many times before, but it's always me who carries the burden of memory."
I think I started to speak, but the tunnel twisted insanely, spiraling into black as I felt the rushing of a strong wind in my head.