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Post by le Dawnz on Nov 11, 2006 21:06:02 GMT -5
It had begun to rain. Slime and sludge clawed at the paws of any creature who dare come near it. But Mikkikko didn't care. He hardly noticed the icy drops that pelted his back, or the mud that immersed his paws so to the point that they had appeared to have sunken below the earth. His sorrow and his pain, they claimed him for his own as he fell deeper and deeper into the reverie, the neverending nightmare that was his life. All his life being called a traitor, a killer, a disgrace. All the death and pain that surrounded him. And the few rays of light in his world being torn from him left and right, being picked off one by one until he was left with nothing but thoughts of anger, sorrow, pain, and hate. Thoughts so violently strong that if no one had the courage to step up and kill him, they surly would. And through this storm now he trudged heavily, not knowing that anything around him even existed as he sauntered into the dark shadows of the night down the ever familiar trail that would lead him to the only place he ever felt the slightest bit of hope and happiness. Soon, the familiar outline of a two-story barn appeared. Without thinking, Mikkikko changed his course to climb the slope and slip into the depths of the doorway's shadows. He knew she would be here. [/sub]
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