Post by >>|Comanche|<< on Dec 17, 2005 16:33:35 GMT -5
Bending the mists, a large form walked through the thick trees. Night had again fallen, and the spirits were calling to the mysterious shapeshifter. All had heard of him, few had met him, and only one knew his name. That was the equally elusive Sky Goddess. Antigo wasn't worried about her tattle tailing, for the only horse she really ever talked to since she was made a fate was the Fire God. He couldn't care less about them, for Gods and Goddesses separated themselves from civilization. Breaking stride, a hollow voice made his auds twitch towards the empty darkness.
"It will kill you all. The safest place is here. The spirits will protect the wanderers and the great ones who live in the Fate Realms."
What most did not know was that a plague had hit Sweetwater many years ago. And it was going to happen again soon. Antigo was expecting this. His ancestors had warned him of such an incident. The spirits would protect him.
"Yes, yes, I shall come here when it hits."
"Good."
Smirking, there was a powerful beat of wings, and a bay colored hawk fluttered then soared out of Eternity Shores.
"It will kill you all. The safest place is here. The spirits will protect the wanderers and the great ones who live in the Fate Realms."
What most did not know was that a plague had hit Sweetwater many years ago. And it was going to happen again soon. Antigo was expecting this. His ancestors had warned him of such an incident. The spirits would protect him.
"Yes, yes, I shall come here when it hits."
"Good."
Smirking, there was a powerful beat of wings, and a bay colored hawk fluttered then soared out of Eternity Shores.