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| A Vague Whisper; a test run | |
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| Alis Sprick | Thu Nov 15, 2007 3:36 am Post #1 |
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The cold icy night seemed dead when Alis Sprick traveled through a breeze that made him shiver almost for a second. He walked down a path in the suburbs of Kellen, and no one could be found in sight. Left and right were the dead trees and their branches were naked of their leaves. It was a cold November as Alis journeyed his way towards the Village of Kellen, a place he was almost quite familiar with. Upon his arrival, the plan was to wreak havoc through out the village and spook the fellow citizens of Kellen. Though he pondered his nefarious scheme over and over as he walked the bleak and dreadful path. Maybe tonight wasnt the night? . It was always good to be spontaneous on these occasions. Moments later on the same pathway, Alis developed a pain rising in his head. It felt unusually funny. His face turned pale and his pupils dialated. Alis stopped in his tracks and stood dead still. Voices were ascending from his head. He couldnt quite make out what was being said. All was vague and obscured. "Who are you! Show yourself!" Alis yelled. Everything suddenly grew quiet. The wind whistling, the trees movements, the fallen leaves tumbling on the trail, and any other background elements could not be heard. Silence was golden. Again the vague whispers that were formed in his head spoke to him. ".......Ixorus....I am....boy..." The whispering grew a bit louder. This time a cold sketchy voice whispered in his ear. "I am.... - ggrrree ghastly formation -..." Alis then saw a figure of a black horse and its rider cloaked in black galloping its way towards him. As more and more of what was being said by the whispering, the black rider dashed his way passed Alis. The whisperings continued as Alis stood still on the pathway. This time, the voice was quiet and normal, and not so vague. "....I am Ixorus. -i will reveal my identity..." It was then Alis felt a terrible pain in his left eye. A ghostly figure then emerged itself in front of him. It was almost skull-like. The winds then got colder and Alis began to tremble. "....Alis...." The skull-like misty figure then vanished. Everything went back to normal. The winds, the trees, and all else could then be heard once again. Alis' pupils and his color were normal. Alis was then heard saying, "What just happened...?" It was obviously noticed, that Alis or anyone for that matter, had never experienced such a strange happening. |
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