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Post by Willow Fey on Jul 4, 2016 19:40:24 GMT -5
Willow shivered as he entered the field, but not from the cold. Everything he had learned so far was confusing and disturbing. And there was a possibility it would only get worse. Still he enjoyed the lovely snowball field as he looked around. Adrianna would have loved this. Saoirse would have looked good brooding or running in the snow. Alexia would have been fun too. But they were all gone now.
The trickster took a look around the field. The end was coming and he couldn't dawdle forever.
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Post by Admin Chiv on Jul 4, 2016 20:58:13 GMT -5
This is the end, beautiful friend... This is the end, my only friend, the end... Of our elaborate plans, the end... Of everything that stands, the end... No safety or surprise, the end... I'll never look into your eyes, again...
Walking through the snow, it's so peaceful...so quiet...
You spot a small device in a mound of icy snow.
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You feel as if this is the end.
Will this be the triumphant victory of hope?
Or the inevitable conquering of despair?
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Time to find out.
As a simple narrator, I would wish you luck, but...
We make our own luck. And you're all about to prove that.
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Post by Willow Fey on Jul 4, 2016 21:03:04 GMT -5
Willow examined the small device and the snow around it and took a few last moments to himself. For better or worse this was his last few moments in the park. The trickster gathered himself. He needed to be at 100% before he got into the trial.
Then Willow took his first steps into the future.
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