dreamwriter
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Pen to the paper, writing of wings, flying on dreams
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Post by dreamwriter on Feb 10, 2011 14:15:40 GMT -5
"Believe me. I have spent years..." centuries "studying lycanthropy. Magic is not beyond me. I memorized that spell before I ventured into the world."
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Post by softballgal on Feb 10, 2011 14:20:08 GMT -5
"Ok, them. If you're so special, have you ever seen a case like mine?" I asked, looking at the sunset uneasily.
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dreamwriter
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Post by dreamwriter on Feb 10, 2011 14:22:30 GMT -5
"I have walked the streets for years. i've seen a fair number of things, none of them good."
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Post by softballgal on Feb 10, 2011 14:30:34 GMT -5
"Atleast climb that tree. You might be safe up there." I said, my bones cracking.
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dreamwriter
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Post by dreamwriter on Feb 11, 2011 13:55:03 GMT -5
"No. You cannot touch me. You WILL not touch me." I stood my ground, my scarlet hood as some called it dancing around my ankles.
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Post by softballgal on Feb 11, 2011 14:02:56 GMT -5
"Well, duh! It's not like I wanna." I snarled, my voice becoming rough, like a dog growling. "Please, just get out of here." I said, hiding behind the tree so should wouldn't see the transformation.
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dreamwriter
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Post by dreamwriter on Feb 11, 2011 14:06:42 GMT -5
"You know, I know what a transformation looks like," I called to him. But just to appease him a little bit, I climbed onto the lowest limb of a tree to watch.
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Post by softballgal on Feb 11, 2011 14:24:04 GMT -5
My skin began to peel away. My gums teared apart by my teeth. I screamed, unable to control it.
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dreamwriter
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Post by dreamwriter on Feb 15, 2011 14:22:40 GMT -5
For a moment, I wanted to hop down and help him. he sounded like he was in so much pain. in my own mind, I could feel that pain, a result of the charm that was supposed to keep him from shifting tonight. So much for that plan. Now i could only listen in on his thoughts for the night.
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Post by softballgal on Feb 15, 2011 14:27:46 GMT -5
I blacked out, waking in the morning sunlight, completly naked. The chains held me, but the tree had long gashes and blood all around it. I tried to get up, but I wasn't completly balanced out human and wolf senses yet. I started to take off the chains slowly, cautiously.
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dreamwriter
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Post by dreamwriter on Feb 16, 2011 15:14:23 GMT -5
"Hi," i jumped out of the tree next to the boy. He was slightly taller than me and obviously stronger, but that's where my magic came in handy.
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Post by softballgal on Feb 16, 2011 22:29:47 GMT -5
I felt cautious, specially being naked infront of a stranger. "So you stayed. Why would you do that?" I asked, finally removing the chains, rubbing my skinned wrists, which were raw and still bleeding slowly. I pulled my shirt on, still nervous about being naked. Then I swore, noticing how I was bleeding on my clean shirt. I took it off and hid partially behind I tree, blushing massively, which didn't seem to fit my character very well, the ruged, wild almost man blushing like a schoo girll.
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dreamwriter
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Post by dreamwriter on Feb 17, 2011 10:35:26 GMT -5
"To prove that you couldn't kill me. Even chained to that tree, chains which you could have broken from, you seemed to have the beast at least partially in control."
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Post by softballgal on Feb 17, 2011 13:58:42 GMT -5
"Well, thanks I guess. Tell that to the two people I killed two nights ago. I didn't seem to be undewr control then." I said, getting to the small creak and dunking in, gasping from how could ir was, but trying to hide it.
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dreamwriter
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Post by dreamwriter on Feb 17, 2011 14:00:35 GMT -5
"Regardless, you have an unnaturally amount of control to confine yourself to this small area of the forest. You can't belittle yourself for that."
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