Post by Girl Anachronism on Mar 8, 2006 20:41:50 GMT -5
the ghostly figure glided across the blood stained terra. her voids glanced at the bleached bones that lay around the terra. she came to a large pool of dried blood. She knew it too well. 6 years before 2 stags had fought to the death for her, each died that day, and took her with them. They had been fighting and she got in the way some how, one struck her upon the nape leaving a long gash down her nape and the other fell and his ivories grabbed onto her nape and as he became dead weight on her he ripped her wind pipe, leaving her to die slowly beside the two who had died fighting for her. She never knew why she was left upon the cursed earth, but she guessed it was her duty to watch over the forgotten valley. Ghostly pillars pulled her passed the bleached bones. She glided along and passed through a whole body of bones, which she found quite odd, seeing as the brutes destroyed their opponents. When she looked down she realized it was her, or at least what was left of her.