Silver Iridescence
Holiday Reindeer
"I'm doing [Math] and I am still alive..." (still alive, still alive)
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Post by Silver Iridescence on Oct 5, 2015 9:47:36 GMT -5
Hmm. It's pretty good, 4 or 5, how about 5 1/2.
Here's a portion of my short story in Off Topic Fiction.
Night, indeed, did fall, but I lay awake, turned toward the cave wall. I didn't have to worry about safety- wolves, cougars, any creature- none could hurt us. None could touch us, catch any trace of us. The only indication that we existed were that our voices carried softly on the wind and came to ears as whispers.
So some theories said that when a citizen of our specific town was forgotten, they became a whisper, and echo of their old self, not at all as conscious as we were in reality. Most just ignored or didn't even know about the Forgotten, but for those who actively had them on their mind, many speculations formed, but there was still a barrier between the Forgotten and the humans.
A barrier that seemed it could not be broken. The Forgotten seemed and might very well have been a broken branch off the species of human. But why did we become what we were when we were completely forgotten? Why did we fade away and become lost forever? How could we stop it? Was there a way? I tossed and turned until I finally drifted to sleep.
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Post by Drizzlestorm on Nov 22, 2015 14:01:37 GMT -5
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The calm wind rustled my golden fur, the stars shining as brightly as the sun. I watched as the ones I used to love, the ones I used to cherish memories with, get carried away by the twolegs, crying and screaming for help. They had come for us... the prophecy had finally came. So many moons ago I remember a peaceful family, laughing and smiling. But they didn't care. They took us away , experimenting on us. I thought our ancestors would stop them. I am the last of my kind. StarClan, please help us.
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