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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: The neverending story.... Bay 12 Style
« on: January 13, 2012, 10:40:41 am »
Tobul was dying, she could feel it. She could see lights everywhere. Her vision was fading. Across, she could see a brown blur and green blur running around. She insticntively knew those were Urist and Glog, freeing people. They must have been unharmed or wounded lightly in the attack. Around, she could hear the screams of the wounded and dying. She did not scream herself: It didn't matter. Powerful healing must come to save her. From the pain she felt, most of her intestines and major abdominal organs were crushed. She set fire to the beam on her stomach and crawled towards Gethor, wishing to say her last words to him.
When a red and yellow flaming bird flew and shed a tear on her.
When a red and yellow flaming bird flew and shed a tear on her.