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05-Jul-2009 08:04:02

A White Wolf

A White Wolf

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Thanks Nguy4; unfortunately, I've all but quit this game. It's just too different from the game I began over 5 years ago. I hope you enjoy reading my legacy though, and if you ever need writing advice or tips or something, just post on the thread and I'll try to get back to you when I can.
Thanks for the info Beyondj, but I know that there are plenty of sites like that; I have a 1 GB flash drive sitting next to me that I could've saved everything on too. I was just naive, stupid, and foolish, and a victim of the "it'll-never-happen-to-me" persuasion.
Still, thanks anyway.
Just a general announcement; I've finally canceled my membership on Runescape, but I have more than enough experience to still use the forums. Please keep this bumped if it falls below page 35, and I'll try to check in now and then.

07-Jul-2009 01:53:17 - Last edited on 07-Jul-2009 01:53:48 by A White Wolf

A White Wolf

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“Hello?”
“Is anyone there?”
“HELP!...Please…please someone. HEELP MEEee, oh gods, oh…oh…”
Quiet sobbing echoed through the stillness.
Were there any light, a lone man would be seen curled into a pitiful fetal position; the clammy darkness choked out any vision, any sensation. It was nearly palpable, a tangible, cloying thickness that made it difficult to breathe, made it difficult to hear.
“WHERE AM I?! S, SOMEONE…p-please, FIND m-me…nnngh…”
Just then, a chittering cry echoed through the vast, empty expanse.
“What? Who’s there!?” he cried out in pallid terror, a cold sweat running down the goosebumps on his flesh. He jumped to his feet, eyes futilely raking the darkness, trying valiantly to see something, anything. Any light. Any glint of sight. He couldn’t even see his own body, or the hands he was waving around, though he was fearful of actually touching something.
Pain.
A tortured scream tore from a shivering body; unseeing eyes would never see again.
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“I’ll be back before noon, mom!”
A young man, hazel eyes glinting with the thrill of adventure, strode forth, slightly rusty hinges on the house’s doorframe squeaking in protest as the oaken door opened and then shut quickly.
A gracefully aging woman called out from a cracked-open window, “Take care dear! I’m making your favorite lunch so make sure you hurry home when you’re finished!” The youth nodded as he left the yard, soft green grass pleasant beneath bare feet as he hopped nimbly over the pasture gate. He picked up a convenient bough, breaking off a few twisted twigs from the sides before using it for a walking stick.

05-Aug-2009 23:04:00 - Last edited on 05-Aug-2009 23:04:34 by A White Wolf

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Nature’s bliss surrounded him; a cool breeze danced through his disheveled dark brown hair, early morning sun elegantly cresting over the tops of the budding springtime trees. He nearly skipped, humming a tuneless song he had improvised in the last few seconds.
However, it was not to last. Within the hour, his energetic stride had slowed to a frustrated shuffle, the tuneless, smiling hum replaced with a grim scowl.
‘How could one sheep get so ridiculously lost?’ he angrily mused to himself. The trail he was following to track the wandering animal had gone cold, and he was reduced to just hoping luck was on his side.
He began to walk further into the woods, desperately hoping he’d find the sheep soon. While he knew a lot of the forest like the back of his hand, it was still potentially dangerous. If one got lost, escape could be very unlikely.
After another hour of looking, he sat down on a mossy stump, sighing. His family wasn’t wealthy enough to just ignore and forget about one of their livestock, and his mother would not be happy if he returned empty handed. As he turned his head to stretch, his eyes went wide.
A few hundred feet away, shaded by an ancient, gnarled elm tree, lay a white shape.
He sprang to his feet again, elated that his quest was over. He jogged over to the sleeping sheep quickly yet quietly, not wanting to wake it. However, as he halved the distance, he slowed to a stunned walk, finally coming to a halt.
Blood stained the verdant undergrowth, the young lamb laying neatly in two, bisected down the middle, between its shoulder blades. As he neared the corpse, he was assailed by the stench of rotting meat, though his quick eyes rapidly noticed a problem with the carcass.

05-Aug-2009 23:04:01 - Last edited on 05-Aug-2009 23:05:00 by A White Wolf

A White Wolf

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The spine was missing.
As he slowly backed away from the scene, he noticed something else, with growing horror. The entrails and blood formed a perfect circle around the two halves, geometric shapes entwined in and through it.
With tears in his eyes and his breath caught in his throat, he whipped himself around, ready to sprint back to the safety of his home.
The last thing his eyes ever saw before they would be greeted by eternal darkness were two scarlet-robed figures, malevolent arcane magicks swirling in the air around them. With a shout of purest malice and sadistic glee, the sacrificial gateway was opened, carcass, youth, and undergrowth disappearing into the limbo.

05-Aug-2009 23:04:09 - Last edited on 05-Aug-2009 23:05:11 by A White Wolf

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