by Mitera Nikkou » Fri Jan 19, 2007 6:50 pm
All of a sudden, everything went quiet, the wind died, and the air seemed heavy with something... Sorrow? Despair, perhaps? One might even imagine that some of the features on the bark of the trees appeared to be sad or forlorn faces, although a second look wouldn't show such a display. The pebble's light seemed to snuff itself out and appear normal once more, as if a flame on a candle being blown out.
Back at the camp, Donald noticed the glow of the crystal changing, and turned his head to regard it. The light became a burning-hot red, then eventually settled back to white, only it wasn't so bright as it had been before, and seemed dull. He might have considered that the radiation was finally dying down, but sensing that the crystal was sad made hi pause and think about it. For some reason, it made him think of the girls, and if they were alright, his worry for them coming to the fore again. After those thoughts crossed his mind, he was surprised to see the crystal brighten up once more, to a light blue color, and he swore that he could sense a feeling of hope coming from the crystal. Perplexed by this, he was unsure of what to do.
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned because only women can give two tits for every tat.
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