The Chronicles of Wraith, Ch.3THE SOUND OF TUMBLING STONES cut through my wall of fear; jolting me back to reality. A few shards of the rock surrounding me were falling…something had disturbed them; or someone. But me being inside the cavern, I was unable to detect any scent. “What was that?” Soul’s suspicious voice was heard from where he stood, confronting Croner almost too far away to hear.The Chronicles of Wraith, Ch.3
No doubt Croner did already believe the disturbance had been my doing. Still, I knew I had no choice; it was either relocate or be found. Silently, I left the cave and climbed the rest of the cliff till finally reaching the to
The Chronicles of Wraith, Ch.2I COULDN'T…I DIDN'T WANT TO believe him. Croner never joked and hardly ever lied, but there was no way in this life or the next could he have been telling the truth. I felt my eyes water, my heart beat faster. I so desperately didn’t want to believe him. “Tears are useless Wraith…they won’t remove the darkness from within y-” “You’re lying! You have to be! I don’t want to die like that rabbit did! I don’t want to lose control of myself to the point where I’m not me anymore!” I would admit I was afraid…that rabbit…that scream; the scent of death and sThe Chronicles of Wraith, Ch.2
The Chronicles of Wraith, Ch.1"YOUR PAW STEPS are too loud.” “Keep control of your tail, if you wave it like that I’ll know exactly which way you are facing.” “I can hear your breathing.” “Stop that useless gesture of rolling your blind eyes.” “How could you possibly have known I was doing that?!” I exclaimed with a loss of patience and an exasperated sigh of pure agitation. Croner had taken me out for training particularly early that morning and the sun was barely reaching over the ridge line. He had been teaching me for almost two years and still I found I had mThe Chronicles of Wraith, Ch.1
The Chronicles of WraithTHE SCENT OF BLOOD welled into my nose and a sting like no other surged through my hind leg. My fur was ruffled and stained with both snow, and the warm sticky liquid that flowed from the fresh wounds. My muscles ached as I tried to scramble to my paws, only to find a heavy paw push down mercilessly onto my back; creating yet another wave of intense pain. My teeth clenched as blood seemed to trickle into my mouth. I could feel my breath grow shallow and the panic rise within me like foul fluid. I coughed in desperation. Why couldn’t they just leave me alone?! The snow drenched my fur and filled my mouth as I was pressed furthThe Chronicles of Wraith
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last night i lay in bed looking up at the stars in the sky and i thought to myself, where the heck is the ceiling?!
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The man who stands with others will fight.
The man who stands with God will win.
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last night i lay in bed looking up at the stars in the sky and i thought to myself, where the heck is the ceiling?!
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"The eye makes the picture, not the camera"
(Gisèle Freund)
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last night i lay in bed looking up at the stars in the sky and i thought to myself, where the heck is the ceiling?!
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"Imagination is intelligence with an erection."
--Victor Hugo
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last night i lay in bed looking up at the stars in the sky and i thought to myself, where the heck is the ceiling?!
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