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| To be or not to be lost; That isn't the question of the moment | |
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| Karula | Tue Feb 3, 2009 9:54 pm Post #1 |
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Karula pulled his foot out of a bit of muck. He didn't want to be here, there was nobody around and it looked weird. Though, there were also things he heard about this marsh he didn't want to think about much. It was probably just the rumors of this place to keep kids out so they wouldn't get lost. He was lost, that was his fault. Some other kid dared him to wander into Norwoods alone and without any directional device, such as a map or compass or something. He did have the stars though... the Vampire turned to the darkened sky. He could barely see anything through the trees, and then he remembered he couldn't read the stars anyways. Shaking his foot clean of the mud, Karula continued on the path, if he got lucky someone would show up and tell him how to get out of here. The chances of that in this part of the forest at this time of night, quite small. He thought he saw many beady eyes watching him from the darkness. His own blood red eyes glared back with hatred at almost anything he saw. It didn't seem to accure to him that he could just turn around and go back the exact way he came. He walked with his staff in hand incase anything attacked him. It was futile almost. |
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