
12-31-2007, 01:30 AM
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Forgotten Master
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Location: Floating on the sea...
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Re: Drunken Expeditions (Niku)
OoC: Sorry it so bad. You didn't really give me much to work with, so, I typed whatever can off the top of my head.
BiC: The young boy traveled through the dark forest making his way closer to something. He didn’t know what he was looking for if he was seeking anything in life anymore. His life had become meaningless since he left his home town. Since he kill the killer of his parents and their son that tried to kill him. The pain of their death still rested in his heart. It was something that would never leave him no matter how much he wished it. The pain wouldn’t die nor leave him be.
The forest bugs talked among each other most about him walking around the tree land at night. The stars could be seen through the thick leaves growing off the trees. The night was always so lonely for him even with the few bugs he finds to talk to. It wasn’t like talking to other human being or even his parents. The thought of them not being here anymore shot pain through it heart. Not the pain from being hurt, but the pain of being alone in the world.
He walked this world as the watcher, as something he didn’t even understand. He had power, powers that could kill and he had no idea why. All he use it was this power that kept him a live this long. He strolled pass a few dead trees wondering if they had found the answer to live before they life this world and move on to the next.
I wish I knew why I was given these powers. Why I still live when I should have died a long time ago. Father, what am I? Mother, what should I be doing now? Is this even a live worth living? These question and more hunted his thoughts most night like these. He finally left the forest finding himself entering a poorly keep grassy field. The yellow patches of that filled different section of the messing dirt grass land showed how run down town ahead would be.
Marmion glanced up at the nighttime sky wondering if anything new a different would finally show its self to him. He wondered, but at the same time wished only not to have to see death again.
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