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Creative Arts and Media => Creative Writing => Topic started by: Dr. Strange on October 04, 2008, 09:51:18 PM
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This is still in the making so bear with me...
A girl with flowing brown hair, green eyes, and tight jeans sneaked along the ruins of Alpharean, her eyes downcast as she touched several stones marking some of the graves of those who'd died there. She murmured a few words then moved on, visiting each buried soul to chat and see how they were doing. Her sense of the dead was keener than most people thought.
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Quite a interesting premise, can't wait to read the rest of it
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Hmm, sounds interesting. I would like to see where you go with this.
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As she came upon the next to the last grave, she knelt and touched the Earth, singing softly. Her eyes brightened as magic snapped through the fog. The wood in the trees creaked and groaned, reaching down to pull her up. She lay on top of the grave and hummed more, listening to the ground bubble. A hand caressed her face and she sat up to allow it room. The man belonging to the hand groaned, the grave shaking as he fought the dirt. She hummed a little louder to the man, a wicked smile playing across her lips.
The man finally clawed out and sat beside her, his white fangs gleaming in the moonlight. The rasp of his voice grating on her ears as he spoke with difficulty; "Hello, who are you?"
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The girl smiled wider, that cold smile growing colder. "My name is Anuk'sa'na Mo'n. Pleasant day, isn't it?" She asked softly, touching the Vamp's cheek gently. Her cold fingers sent shivers along his stony skin. He flinched and pulled away, eyes widened.
"No, it's actually too hot for me... I'd like to go back to sleep, please.." He murmured, looking at her strangely.
"I'm afraid you can't do that, I'm in control of you now, Archais. This place you are is your grave,. You're a Vampyre and I will not have you act like this. Now, shape up and get up, we have work to do." Her serene expression turned to that of disgust.
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The man looked confused, his eyes wide. Too much to lose. The thoguht ran through his head repeatedly, inside on a broken record. He moved away from her, fangs flashing as he hissed. "No, I will not do this!" He shouted, standing swiftly.
"You will, I am your master now." The girl replied, throwing a bag at him.
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Heh interesting twist to the more traditional ideas for this type of story...It works well. Keep it up!
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Thanks. ~~
Archais growled, throwing up his hand.
(gotta go, mum's being all grr)
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When she stood up and her eyes flashed, he submitted, putting the bag over his shoulder. His skin turned an angry purple then faded; he'd accepted her offer. She put out her wrist, letting him drink his fill for the sealing of the contract. He let go of her after a few seconds, spitting the blood back out when she wasn't looking. Setting about locating his first victim, he took off at a brisk trot, as out of place as a grave keeper. His smile chilled anyone who caught his eye.
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Finding a little girl shivering under an oak tree, he smirked and descended on her, warming her easily. She lay in the dirt, her breath halted by his teeth slashing her alabaster neck. A few minutes after, she jolted up, fear gripping her body. She looked up at her master, still afraid.
" 'Tis fine. Thee art with me." Archais purred, voice gruff from feeding. "Thou art ready to walk?" He asked softly, smiling and holding out his hand.
Will update more. Parents are carping at me again...
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Sorry I hadn't gotten back to this earlier, its fun stuff to read. You should keep it up.
However you are going to need to watch double and even triple posting. These can be condensed and put into one post.
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Yes, I understand. I'll try to remember that.
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(Woah, why didn't I see these updates earlier?)
Interesting read. You have me curious...
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XD I'll develop it more on Word and then post, it seems much easier.