Despair in the air

Started by Loco Moco, August 05, 2006, 04:37:27 AM

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Loco Moco

Lily Ironsmith sat amoungest the trees in the woods near her home. She loved the fresh air once in awhile to avoid the hot ashes of her forge. Amongest her was her brother, James Ironsmith and her father, Smit. They too enjoyed a break from the harsh world outside their haven amoungst the woods. But they knew these woods were no longer safe as it once was. Years before the war, rabbits were found easily around the woods making easy game for Smit.

But as the days grew darker, animals fleed for their lives as they new what was coming. Nowadays, Smit always had his handy dandy club with him, his son James always had his axe and Lily was ready to strike anything with her hammer. The air smelled of smoke and ash as if Abraxius very being inflicted a plauge onto the land.

But life had to continue in the Ironsmith family now that Saria, the wife and mother of the three, had fallen sick. Her sickness began with the coming of Abraxius, as if it was a signal of how the war was going. The dark days when their beloved friends, Gorn and Damira, had fallen under Abraxius, Saria was bed ridden and fully pale, but she has recovered. Their mother longed for the world outside her room, but her frail body could not stand the pain she would see outside. The world was black with no color. Dark as the ashes of her daughter's forge. Time would tell when this plague would be over, but how many will survive? How many will die? How many will be destoryed for their rest of their lives? Only time will tell as the world unraveled.