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| Topic Started: Oct 27 2009, 06:38 PM (199 Views) | |
| Thanatos | Oct 27 2009, 06:38 PM Post #1 |
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Bone: My thoughts are my own... What a sight to see, an undead beast sitting on the edge of a lake look in at it self. Head cocked to the side and red orb eyes staring into the calm water as the bigger blood like orb in it's chest put a blood like shade on the ground and water around it. Birds chirped and other small animals ran around doing their own thing. One brave, or stupid, blue jay landed on his horn chirping loud to try and catch a mate and still the skeleton dragon did not move. It was strange. He could hear everything going on around him... and yet he felt slightly alone. For once, the voices were not speaking to him and his mind was his own. This excited and scared Bone. He had longed for this day for as long as he could remember and yet now that it was here he knew nothing about him self, he did not know what he liked, what he was like around others, or what e felt like doing. Such a strange feeling, and he realized just how much he relied on the voices. The voices were him and yet they were not. They told him what to do and he did it. They gave him something to talk to. They made him who he was and now without them, he knew nothing on who he was. This was why he was here, staring into the lake and just sitting there. It did not matter how long he sat there, time was just for the living. He had not seen another dragon, to try and interact with them but then again he was not activity seeking one either. All he could do now was slowly figure out what made him, him. |
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