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Anarya SilverBranch · 05-31-2002, 01:22 PM

Anarya stared at the body with horror. A twisted mangled silloette of a creature beyond description. It chilled her terribly.

Anarya looked away with disgust, "I know not," she answered, her voice breaking, "Mayhap you ask him yourself."

She stood and walked over to a tree, setting her hand on the trunk to steady her shaking body. She was still young and had been sheltered from such things as a child. She had never seen anything that scared her more ever before.

Rudhchamion still knelt by the body. Anarya turned, once she was calm.

"Maybe it is some kind of a mutation of a nazgul?" She asked, not too young enough to know what a Nazgul was.

Rudhchamion stood slowly not taking his eyes off the carcus, "Maybe, though I'm not sure,"

Anarya looked up that the sky. The once navy sky was lightening to the sickly grey of morning.

"We should be on our way," Rudhchamion said stading, "Shall we?"

Anarya nodded, swallowing hard the anxiety that gathered in her throat. She looked over at Rudhchamion who seemed deep in thought. Feeling like a nuisence she began to walk into the morning gloom but soon heard Rudhchamion's steady pace behind her...

[ May 31, 2002: Message edited by: Anarya SilverBranch ]

05-31-2002, 01:22 PM	#4
Anarya SilverBranch Wight Join Date: Feb 2002 Location: In maiden meditation, fancy free. Posts: 245	Anarya stared at the body with horror. A twisted mangled silloette of a creature beyond description. It chilled her terribly. Anarya looked away with disgust, "I know not," she answered, her voice breaking, "Mayhap you ask him yourself." She stood and walked over to a tree, setting her hand on the trunk to steady her shaking body. She was still young and had been sheltered from such things as a child. She had never seen anything that scared her more ever before. Rudhchamion still knelt by the body. Anarya turned, once she was calm. "Maybe it is some kind of a mutation of a nazgul?" She asked, not too young enough to know what a Nazgul was. Rudhchamion stood slowly not taking his eyes off the carcus, "Maybe, though I'm not sure," Anarya looked up that the sky. The once navy sky was lightening to the sickly grey of morning. "We should be on our way," Rudhchamion said stading, "Shall we?" Anarya nodded, swallowing hard the anxiety that gathered in her throat. She looked over at Rudhchamion who seemed deep in thought. Feeling like a nuisence she began to walk into the morning gloom but soon heard Rudhchamion's steady pace behind her... [ May 31, 2002: Message edited by: Anarya SilverBranch ] __________________ Snow white! Snow White! O' Lady Clear! O' Queen Beyond the Western Seas! O' light to us that wander here amid the world of woven trees!