Narrative Continued I run and i keep on running ,dont look back ,never look back but i do and they keep on coming .Thier numbers i do not know but they are fast and unrelenting .I think to myself that i should have kept hold of the knife but jumping a creek and it slipped in the waters with no time to go after it instead i had changed tack and moved along the creekline hoping i could throw them off by not leaving a trace for them to track but these guys are good and are again on my tail. Im getting tired and the choice is becoming clear do i try to out run them not knowing where i am or do i fight and expect the fate of my poor friend they had tortured and flayed to death. Then something happened ...They had been driving me like a stockman drives cattle .The choice was made and i wont be someones cattle!It was then i seen the first of them, he was dressed in full military gear but what was odd was his helmet .it was nothing i had seen before covering his face and gruesome in detail.As he came closer i noticed the bloodied scalps hanging from his belt .He must have been one of the ones to have done the things to my friends . I snap ,this shit wont fly i turn and run at him at which the warrior with the mask laughs and remarks so this one does have claws ....Come little one lets see if you have what it takes to be a Masked One of the Squall.
Posted on: Sun, 29 Jun 2014 02:29:11 +0000
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