The morning light appears in the distance while a flock of crows circle overhead. The townspeople clinging to hope that today will bring a new light to the town. We find a few gathering small trinkets packing them away hiding in various places in their homes for that few knew what was coming, or more assuredly what what going to happen. a mist started to roll across the lands engulfing everything in its path. An Eery sound was riding along the mist as if ushering in something unique to the lands. For after darkness light always follows, or does it? Gazing up to the mountain peak an elderly gentleman who had always before kept to himself never leaving his home was now outside. his tattered clothing had rips and tears as if he had been in a fight with a creature. Looking closer at his stature it was noticed that he seemed to be gaining some youth, his eyes were blood red and his teeth were as jagged as the teeth on a saw blade. Not moving he kept his eyes focused on the mountain muttering softly to himself. A small child approached him and said in a soft spoken voice "hello sir" he turned toward her and growled as he spoke "LEAVE, or faith the wrath" she bolted out of sight crying as she left for the fear in her was so overwhelming no one could possibly have scared her in such a way. you see, the child had been deaf since birth, and even she heard his voice.
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AuthorGwen Gudkov has been in Secondlife as a RP sim owner amongst many other different titles for nearly 8 years. We are blessed to have her talent among us here at Hidden Sanctuary Events Archives
January 2016
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