My very important teammate was captured in a mission (Sewerfort, The Flock) two days ago.
But Zeta wasn't thinking about the Tokokyohi's bases. He was wondering how the flock found the sewer fort, how they beat him, why they came then, where was he now. Was it day or night, what day it was, were they coming back to torture him more?
A night-black dragon with a red arrow on its forehead burst onto the dark terrain of the castle on the last moon of the year, turning over tables on the nights dinner, broke through wood and metal doors, and ate ten men who happen to cross its deadly path.
Keep extra weapons on hand because Alice says we'll need it because where we're going on the mission. Thinking: Wow, this must be a big one.
Running to our fort through the hole in Papa's fence was a thrill every time. After the fence was a world of wonder: the pecking and pecking of the many woodpeckers; the growls of our dog barking at squirrels; the crunching of leaves under our feet; and the whisper of the wind moving the trees.
They both saw the many bodies, dead and alive and attacking and becoming stronger in numbers again. but before they could leave, a zombie was charging them.
There was a clunk.
And there was a moan.
The two continued.
I saw her at the ball. Sweet too, and tall. Said she worked at a Candy shop, but I couldn't remember which one. Sooki. That's all. Skinny jeans and a cherry scent. Sooki. That's what she told me.
Through a large dark broken door the June day is depressive and scary, the flowers dead. Ash from the chimney flows out of the house onto the grey ground.
The world is a ghost.
It ends as everything, as the world. A bright darkness is covering all of us. Light and dark. My mind is blank. My mind is empty. I am gone. Others are there. Others are found. Others safety. My mind revolts for the sanity which is no longer there.
These falcons were strange, and much lighter than the many from the mountains and they were guiding him. Misguiding him.
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