The Green Dragon - Part 2 - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Durelin · 02-08-2003, 04:24 PM

He had killed his sister. She deserved it, there was no way she would turn back, you saw her...Even from the last moment she was binded to the darkness. She would never break free... Durelin told himself over and over, but he could not help but feel guilt...and overwhelming sorrow.

He stumbled absentmindedly into the Inn just as it was announced that drinks were on the house. As everyone rushed to the bar, he moved toward a table in the corner. He needed a strong drink, but he didn't have the strength to get it. There still could have been a chance...but could you afford to take a chance for a chance? So many questions he didn't know the answers to. And he couldn't think. The noise of the boisterous folk sounded like his sisters scream when he-- It wouldn't go away, the sound of pure agony and anger would never go away. But he was used to this, so many things had happened, so many things that had left scars far deaper in his soul than any sword or spear could make in his flesh. His dreams were filled with memories, memories so numerous that he never dreampt of the future, ever of the past.

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The Search for the Lost Messanger RPG is now full! Thankyou! I am now done helping you mods! And Helkahothion, of course!

[ February 08, 2003: Message edited by: Durelin ]

02-08-2003, 04:24 PM	#11
Durelin Estelo dagnir, Melo ring Join Date: Oct 2002 Posts: 3,063	He had killed his sister. She deserved it, there was no way she would turn back, you saw her...Even from the last moment she was binded to the darkness. She would never break free... Durelin told himself over and over, but he could not help but feel guilt...and overwhelming sorrow. He stumbled absentmindedly into the Inn just as it was announced that drinks were on the house. As everyone rushed to the bar, he moved toward a table in the corner. He needed a strong drink, but he didn't have the strength to get it. There still could have been a chance...but could you afford to take a chance for a chance? So many questions he didn't know the answers to. And he couldn't think. The noise of the boisterous folk sounded like his sisters scream when he-- It wouldn't go away, the sound of pure agony and anger would never go away. But he was used to this, so many things had happened, so many things that had left scars far deaper in his soul than any sword or spear could make in his flesh. His dreams were filled with memories, memories so numerous that he never dreampt of the future, ever of the past. ______________________________ The Search for the Lost Messanger RPG is now full! Thankyou! I am now done helping you mods! And Helkahothion, of course! [ February 08, 2003: Message edited by: Durelin ]