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Lost
Sept 12, 2005 9:28:41 GMT -5
Post by Mackleeric on Sept 12, 2005 9:28:41 GMT -5
Im not exactly sure what happened that day, its all so confusing. One moment they were with me and the next they were gone. It seems strange without them. We have traveled together so long now, I am having trouble knowing where to go next. I am so confused I have even thought about returning to the church (but the thought of bowing to the Master of Destruction sickens me). I keep retracing our last steps together to come up with some explanation that is logical. Alas i have found none - only illogical grasping of straws: kidnapped, vortexed, big hole in ground, big bad guy, it is a mystery. i have searched the area and found nothing to substantiate these ideas.
The helplessness is weighty, the lonliness is debilitating. I keep hearing footsteps come up behind me, i turn there is no one. I keep expecting to be hit by a snowball, followed by laughter. I keep expecting to hear "OUCH" as i trip over her. I keep expecting to feel the rush of excitement as we all dash out the door to another adventure. But it all seems lost with them.
I must pull myself together and move on. but i am rooted to the place of their dissapearance hoping i can make sense of what happened and bring them back or at least find out what happened to them. The not knowing is what is driving me mad.
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Lost
Sept 14, 2005 9:34:18 GMT -5
Post by Mackleeric on Sept 14, 2005 9:34:18 GMT -5
What was that!? Probably just another hallucination. But that glimmer in the distance - Just the heat no doubt.
Maybe i should take a closer look, couldnt hurt and besides like i got anything better to do.
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Lost
Sept 14, 2005 12:57:31 GMT -5
Post by Nobel on Sept 14, 2005 12:57:31 GMT -5
There is a movement in the shadows... barely discernable unless you happened to be looking in that direction.
In the distance, a lion roars.
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Lost
Sept 15, 2005 19:50:55 GMT -5
Post by Mackleeric on Sept 15, 2005 19:50:55 GMT -5
These speed drinks taste like bear manure. I definatlely miss traveling with that bard. oh well.
Hmm that sound - a lion. The magician was infected with the lionwere.
Impossible Macleeric! Quit deluding yourself.
Yet my hopes soar higher as i near the glimmer, and my faith is renewed as i realize the glimmer is a portal.
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