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| I do not know what it was about that place that made me so uneasy but there was something there. The unsettling feelings seemed to seep right into my heart and soul. �What did I tell you about empty thoughts, my friend?� Cromwell spoke, breaking my concentration. I turned slowly toward him. �I know they shan�t get us anywhere but I cannot help but ponder.� Makaei stared intensely at Cromwell once again. �I ponder, too, stranger. But I shan�t speak my thoughts.� I stared back at Makaei. �I�ve decided I should wait till morning to start my examining of you.� �Examine all you wish.� Cromwell gazed shortly at Makaei. �Though your gaze be piercing and your heart be cold, you be no threat to me.� Makaei gritted his teeth as he glared evilly at Cromwell. �I shall be a thorn in your palm until I discover you, stranger. I will cling to you like fire.� �Fire burns the flesh and heart,� Cromwell stared back into the distance, �but never soothes the soul.� Makaei stood from his chair. �Makaei.� I snapped under my breath and he slowly sat back in the seat. �I�ve still no mood for your games.� �Whatever you wish of me, sir.� Makaei stood from the table and walked toward the exit. �I shall await you all outside.� I glared as he pushed open the wooden door and stepped out into the dark. The sky had darkened faster that day than any other. It seemed so strange a predicament to me but it also seemed that I was the only one amongst us who did notice. �Zedaine,� Kitrun spoke my name as Cromwell left the table and followed Makaei into the night, �Zedaine.� �What is it, Kitrun?� I still felt aggravated with Makaei and it seemed that I was going to show my anger to everyone. �I meant no offense, sir,� Kitrun stood and approached my chair. He knelt beside me, �but I feel that something is going to happen whilst on this journey.� �You are starting to speak as Makaei.� I stood and Kitrun also stood with me. I clinched my fist as I stared at his eyes. �I grow tires of these accusations and questions. I suggest that you not turn into Makaei.� �I quite agree, Zedaine, but I still feel that we should follow this stranger to Soir Vert. We need answers and the only person here that I feel can help us is Cromwell.� �I understand your position, Kitrun, but I feel you are being eccentric. Nothing is going to happen to my men as long as I am here to help them along � even if that does include Makaei. I shan�t turn from my duties on account of a mysterious being that has joined us.� �Makaei worries me, sir.� Kitrun and I walked toward the exit door. �I�ve never been fond of him and I�ve loathed him since he joined our division of KNIGHTS.� He stopped me and stared at my eyes. �He doesn�t belong here, sir.� I had a feeling of sadness within the pit of my heart as Kitrun spoke those words to me. �He does belong here because he is a part of our division now. I understand that he has become a bit tense since Cromwell joined us but we also need to be able to deal with that.� I opened the exit door and Kitrun and I walked into the night. �Do not become as Makaei. If you start questioning Cromwell, I shall have to give deep consequences.� �Yes, sir.� Kitrun stared at Cromwell and Makaei who stood in the rain talking. Because of our dark clothes, Kitrun and I could not be seen by the two men in the rain. �I know who you are.� Makaei stepped toward Cromwell. �I know why you are here.� �You know nothing of the sort.� Cromwell snapped with a point of his finger. �You haven�t even the wit to see it if you knew of it.� Makaei glared. �You were right, though, Makaei. You are the thorn of this journey.� Makaei reached to draw his sword. �Makaei!� I hollered as I ran up to them. �What is it you think you are doing?� I snatched the sword from his grasp. �Sir, I meant no harm�� �Not a word, Makaei!� I threw the sword behind me and it landed at Kitrun�s feet. �I heard your argument and I am disappointed in your behavior! Do not dare leave my sight before we get to Soir Vert or you will regret the consequences!� Makaei bowed his head. �Whatever you wish of me, sir, I will do.� �Good. Now go back into the inn and get a room. I shall deal with you later.� I pointed to the door and scowled as he walked toward the building. �Zedaine,� Kitrun stepped beside me, �as I said inside, I feel that something is haunting Makaei. He�s not himself.� �No, he�s not.� I stared at Cromwell who stared into the distance. �He will not get well.� Cromwell spoke as he still stared intently at the horizon. �Something is eating at him and it shall not release.� Cromwell gazed toward me and I stared at myself in his tinted glasses. �He favors nothing but death; death shall come to those who deceive.� He gazed back to the far sky. �I fear he shan�t be with us in the end. He is pure of heart but his soul is tearing away at him. His life spirit will not allow him to release.� He bowed his head as he turned toward me. �Nothing on Synth can save our fellow traveler from,� he paused as he stared slowly up at me, �the darkness.� �Darkness?� I stared oddly at Cromwell because I could not understand why he seemed so lost to us. �What are you talking about, Cromwell?� �You will find out, Zedaine.� I stared frighteningly at him. �You shall know.� The way that he spoke my name seemed familiar to me. Where had I heard that before? I asked myself as I watched Cromwell stare into the sky. The sun was beginning to rise. His voice echoed in my mind as I watched the great ball of fire rise higher into the purple sky. �Cromwell,� I gazed at him standing so still and staring at the sun rising, �what are you hiding from us? Why is it you are here with us?� �Secrets lie within us all.� He turned to look at me. �Mine are unobservable and unspeakable. I cannot tell you anymore about myself.� He started to walk toward the inn. �The only way to discover them is to discover them yourself.� The door of the inn shut behind me as Cromwell entered it. A gust of wind flew past me and toward Kitrun. �Zedaine,� Kitrun walked to my side, �I have to speak with you.� He handed me Makaei�s blade. �I feel as if punishment should not be used here. I feel something may happen if we are harsh on him.� I twisted the steel blade in my hand and stared as it shimmered in the dawn light. �I think Cromwell is right.� I stopped and stared at the sun. �He shan�t be with us in the end.� I sighed and bowed my head. �I shan�t argue with you, Kitrun. This time, I fear you are right.� I turned and stared into his eyes. �If I don�t dismiss him, I fear Cromwell may put him to rest.� I paused and stared deeper into his eyes. �What should I do, friend?� �I cannot tell you.� He grabbed Makaei�s blade from my hand. �You are our commander and I cannot tell you what to do.� I stared past him to the inn. �You are meant to lead us, not for us to guide you.� He threw the blade into a patch of tall grass. �You must promise me, Kitrun, that you shall not turn from your duties even if Makaei leaves us.� �Well, of course, Zedaine. I have befriended you for years before the KNIGHTS. The only way I�d leave you is if I was taken into death � or darkness.� �What?� I stared strangely at him. �What did you say?� Kitrun stared frighteningly at me. �The darkness, have you not heard of it?� He paused as I gently shook my head. �That is where Thes went. Thes was taken by the darkness.� �I�ve never heard of this darkness.� I stared toward the tall grass swaying in the wind. Makaei�s blade glistened in the sunlight of the dawn. �You must tell me of this phenomena, Kitrun, so I can prepare for another one of my boys if they are taken into this darkness.� �There is no way to describe it, sir.� Kitrun shook his head. �I�ve not experienced that darkness so I know not how it feels.� He sighed as another, stronger gust of wind swept itself past us. �All I know is that the person changes. He becomes violent. He begins questioning the obvious � trust diminishes within his soul.� My eyes grew wide with fear. �He changes to a beast and becomes as the darkness � becomes as the enemy.� �How do you know all of this?� My legs began to shake uncontrollably. �Tell me!� �What is wrong, Zedaine?� He reached for me but I shrunk from his hand. �What�s happening?� I loosened my arms and turned toward the great sun. �I�ve always dreamed of this, Kitrun � the adventure and the turmoil.� I bowed my head and closed my eyes. �I just never thought that it would end up this way.� I could hear Kitrun approach me and I could feel his hand upon my shoulder. �What do you speak of, Zedaine?� �Don�t you see?� I turned rapidly and grasped his shoulders. �Makaei!� I watched as his expression changed from worry to ultimate fear. �Makaei is being taken,� I released him, �taken into darkness.� I stopped and stared toward the gathering of grass. The wind had grown tremendously and pushed the green away that had blocked my sight. The blade was gone and I could hear a type of womanly laughter on the fierce gales of air. �Zedaine,� Kitrun could hear the cackle, too, �don�t you hear it?� �Yes, Kitrun, I do.� I stared toward him. �We should return inside.� I could smell the rain in the air though no clouds showed in the purple morning sky. �There is a storm abroad.� �Yes, sir.� Kitrun and I approached the inn. �I also feel we should speak with Cromwell and Makaei,� he paused and placed a hand on the wooden door, �especially Makaei.� He slowly opened the door. �If he is being swallowed by darkness, we want to befriend him now before he crosses over into the blackness.� �Yes, maybe you�re right, Kitrun.� We slowly entered the building. �But I also feel that Cromwell needs to be spoken with. You remember what happened earlier.� Kitrun nodded solemnly. �We must find out what is paining his spirit so.� �I understand.� We both approached the dimly lit hallway that led to our room. �I wish to know more about Cromwell, also. He is strange to me.� �He is strange to all of us.� We stopped outside the wooden door of the room. I sighed and opened the gateway to the musty abode. I stared as we walked inside. Cromwell sat alone. �Where is Makaei?� I rushed toward him. �Where is he?� �I know not.� Cromwell stood and stepped away from my hand. He placed a hand on the grip of his blade. �He was not here when I entered.� �His blade is also gone.� I commented as I stared at Cromwell�s silver sheath. ��Tis strange how he left without my permission.� �Zedaine,� Kitrun grasped my arm, �I wouldn�t suggest anything�� �I suggest nothing, Kitrun.� I yanked my arm from his grip. �I just feel that it is all strange.� �I know not of what you speak.� Cromwell stared out of the window. Darkened clouds blocked the sun and soft rain was beginning to fall. �If the thorn has really left, I had no hand in it.� �Are you sure, stranger?� I narrowed my eyes at Cromwell. �Many odd things have happened since you have joined us.� �I agree, Zedaine.� I cringed as he spoke my name. It just seemed to echo as a distant dream. �I know I am not the most thought of character now but, once, I was a great man.� He bowed his head. �It was all lost, though, when I judged those I trusted.� He shook his head. �That was when the Great Warrior of Vlakorados fell.� He lifted his head and stared into the thick sheets of rain. �Years ago, I fell, watching my friends move on and fall, Cromwell of Vlakorados has nothing more than hope of the finish. For all one like me has is hope.� �What do you mean that you fell?� Kitrun and I stared worryingly at the dark man. �I trusted those I shouldn�t have,� he gazed toward us, �and I fell to her wrath.� He bowed and shook his head again. �That is why I stay whilst all my people flourish. I�ve lived a past of lies and chase a future full of deception just so T can regain my vengeance and protect those that are unaware.� �Cromwell,� I stepped closer to him and stared into his eyes, �what are you hiding from us? What are you protecting us from?� �Yourselves,� he stared back at me through his darkened shades, �and those who wish harm upon your body or spirit.� He released the grip of his sword. �And, in return, you help me reach my final destination without darkness.� ��Final destination�?� I still stared oddly. Kitrun and I were now learning about the stranger whose hands our lives rested in. �Are you saying that�� �Yes,� he interrupted and stared back into the horrendous storm outside. �when I said that I have fallen, it meant that Vlakorados lost me. I was lost to the one who I trusted and thus, was consumed by her own darkness. I stayed to try and protect those who trusted her but I fell in vain.� �Why were you in Nattik?� Kitrun sat on the only bed and stared intently at Cromwell. �I followed a companion that was trying to reach the Summit. I tried to convince him to stray from her orders but, when he began to trust me, she came and slaughtered them all. Nothing could stop her from wrecking havoc.� His arms began to tremble. �Only I stayed because she knew death meant nothing to me because I was already an Oghast � fallen hero.� His arms trembled more. Something was paining him but neither Kitrun nor I knew what it could be. I sat and softened my stared on him. �Who is this woman of which you speak? You�ve yet to speak her name.� �I speak it not because I fear it so.� Cromwell grasped his hands together in an attempt to halt his immense shivering. �Her name is that of a fallen goddess and means �winter�s death�.� �What is her name, Cromwell? Or are the Oghast of Vlakorados�s memories feeding on his fears?� �The name of the one whom I protect you from and who will cause destruction should we not hurry is,� he paused and took a deep breath, �Althenia.� �Althenia?� Kitrun shouted as he abruptly stood. His expression seemed frightened as though someone had just walked over his grave. �Are you speaking of Althenia, follower of darkness?� Cromwell nodded solemnly and reached for his tinted glasses. �One and the same.� He removed them and we finally got to stare into his eyes. His eyes were dark and the left one had a scar covering it. �Many Oghasts owe their lives to her.� He paused and slipped the shades back onto his face. �It seems that this Oghast is the only one who wants to get vengeance. Nothing on Synth could stop me from stopping this madness.� He stared deeper into the rain as though searching for something. �The darkness will be defeated.� �I understand your position, strange,� Kitrun stepped closer to Cromwell, �but many have tried to battle the darkness and fallen to Althenia.� He paused as Cromwell turned to stare at him. �Sorry.� �Tell us something true, Cromwell.� I was overly curious about this dark man. I just kept having the feeling that there was more he was hiding. �I feel there is more to you that you�ve already told us.� �Perhaps,� Cromwell gazed back into the storm, �but you will find it all out soon enough.� There was a creak as the door opened and Makaei entered. �I cannot tell you now.� Cromwell, Kitrun, and I all stared at Makaei. �When the right time presents itself, you will know.� �Makaei!�� I stormed over to him and he cringed in fear. �I want an explanation, Makaei!� He stared frighteningly at me. �Where is it you have been?� �I just went for air and a drink.� He stammered as his lower jaw shook. �I wasn�t aware that it would be that much of a wrong thing.� �You know the law of KNIGHTS, Makaei! The law clearly states that a division follower must request permission from his division leader for an order to leave premises or stray from his division! It is a bond of trust!� I rose a hand in anger at him. �And you broke that trust!� �I�m sorry. I meant not to, Zedaine.� He shrunk away from me toward the wall. I drew closer, for I was furious about the situation. �Please, have mercy!� �No, Makaei.� I had lowered my voice but it still boomed with anger. �You know the penalty for breaking the law of KNIGHTS.� �Zedaine,� I lowered my hand and cringed as I turned toward Cromwell, �do not harm him now. There will be time later for that. I feel that he has done not a much wrong as he could have. Plus,� he grinned as he stared harder at Makaei, �Althenia shall handle him.� I gazed back toward Makaei and stared well at him. He seemed as a child hiding from the wrath of a parent. Why was he so frightened by me? Something strange was happening to my men but I knew not what it was. I knew Makaei was being swallowed by darkness� The darkness, I thought to myself and sighed, he is being taken by the darkness. �Stand, friend.� I reached a hand to help but he seemed afraid of my touch. �Please, forgive me. Your trust and friendship is more important than any law.� He grabbed my hand and hoisted himself off of the ground. �I am sorry.� He still seemed frightened of his life as though I may take it away from him. �Fear me not, Makaei. I was eccentric and beg for your forgiveness. Do you answer my plea?� Makaei stared as though in shock. �Yes, my master. Of course I do.� Cromwell chuckled. �I hope his friendship means not love in your heart.� Makaei, Kitrun, and I stared toward the stranger. �You know as well as I that he shan�t be with us for long,� Cromwell still stared intently at Makaei from beneath his tinted shades of glass, �even though he admits or knows it not. We have all seen it, Zedaine.� I cringed lightly again. It seemed every time he spoke my name, I felt pain from inside of my own confused mind. The other two knew not how I felt when that stranger called to me but I knew that they could sense it in my movements and see it in my frightened eyes. �Zedaine,� I stared at Kitrun, �are you all right, boss?� I could see the concern in his eyes as he spoke so softly to me. I stared as though confused at him. I seemed so lost in my mind that his words were foreign to me. �Yes, Kitrun,� I gazed toward Cromwell who was focused on me, �I am fine. I was just trying to think of something.� We could all hear the door open and close as Makaei left once again. I sighed, relieved that Cromwell and I could talk more about his strange speakings. �Is Althenia really preying on our Makaei?� Cromwell slowly began to approach me as Kitrun watched on. �I fear so. If Althenia is set on taking him with her then, I have no power to save him.� I could feel him staring at me through the sanctity of his glasses. �We must watch him carefully, thought, my friend, for the minds of Civil are easily corrupted by the darkness. I may not think fondly of Makaei but I wish not to see him taken into the black by Althenia. She will give mercy only to her followers � the rest of the Synthians are lost to her power.� �What are you saying?� Kitrun approached us with a confused look on his face. Cromwell gazed solemnly at him. I cannot help him, for he is lost. There is no hope that he will ever return to us. Once Althenia wants them, she will only give them up in death.� �So,� Kitrun bowed his head in sorrow, �there is no possible wat for us to save him?� �Yes, there is.� I replied as I almost seemed to glare at them. �We must travel to the Summit and stop Althenia before she takes him.� �You cannot, my friend.� Cromwell warned me. �It is a meaningless effort.� I opened my mouth to reply but he raised a hand to hush me. �How do you suppose I became and Oghast?� �I am not you, sir. I am strong enough to battle the darkness�� �That is what my people thought of me � Cromwell of Vlakorados could never fall. They encouraged me so much that when I did fall, I became a broken spirit, lost in my own vanity and sadness. Nothing I could say could possibly prepare you for how you would feel should you fall.� �I will not fail but,� I paused as Kitrun stared intently up at me as I spoke so confidently, �I cannot do it alone. I should need to be accompanied by at least two brave souls.� I gazed toward Cromwell. �Pardon my expression.� �Of course I shall join you.� Kitrun placed a hand on the heel of his shotgun. �I�ve never backed down from a battle and I shan�t start now. I will always stand beside you, Zedaine.� I gazed toward Cromwell again, for there was an odd feeling inside me that said I should keep this dark one beside me. �Shall you join us, Cromwell? I really feel as though you should. Great things for all of Synth will come from you, I know it.� I sighed. �I mean, what do you have to lose?� �I suppose you�re right but, if I should go, I would be leading you all straight to your defeat. I do not know if I should be responsible for it.� �We will not be defeated! I will make sure of it but Kitrun and I shall need your help. Promise me that you will see us at least to the Summit.� Cromwell sighed and shook his head shortly. �Not only shall I see you to the Summit but I shall stand beside you in the battle for your lives. I must warn you, though, that if you fall, you two shall have to wander together with me until we find our victor.� �Why is that?� Kitrun seemed more curious that I at this strange statement. �When one challenges Althenia, she binds their souls together. This bond is so strong that it lasts even in death. Should you fall, you will become lost in each other and in me. If defeated, we must wander Synth until we find our victor. Only then may our souls be set free.� �Why is it that you are alone now, Cromwell?� I was confused now that I knew the conditions of defeat. �Did you not have a companion?� �I did have a follower once. I shan�t speak his name. In every battle against Althenia, one is corrupted and brought into the darkness. In my battle, he was the one who was taken. Being the only member left of my group, I had to fight her alone thus, having no one to bind me to, Althenia forced me to walk forever alone.� He adjusted his glasses and I could see a hint of tar slip from beneath them. �As I said, nothing could prepare you for what it feels like to fall to Althenia.� I think I frowned then, for I could feel the sadness from him like I�ve never felt before. He tried to hide his crying by turning back to the storm but I knew that he had become upset from speaking of his companion. I wondered what it was like to be alone for eternity. �Cromwell,� I turned to comfort him as he turned fully toward the window, �there are four of us this time and we know who is being taken by Althenia. We will not fall and you will finally be set free, my friend.� Cromwell turned and stared strangely at me. �I shan�t allow you to wander any longer. Mark my words, we shall not fail.� �I marvel at your enthusiasm but you understand not what you are dragging yourself into. You�ve not the wit to understand whom you are trying to defeat.� �The Follower of Darkness.� Kitrun gestured. �Althenia herself; what more is there to understand.� �Plenty.� Cromwell snapped with a point of his finger. �Althenia is not just a follower of darkness; she is leader of an entire tribe of dark-bound Synthians. She has great power beyond what you�ve ever been able to imagine and her vicious tribe has also her strength.� Cromwell�s hands began to tremble slightly. �I fear her and so shall you, friends. No one can match her.� �I wish not to match her, Cromwell, I only wish to defeat her and gain back that which has been stolen from us all.� I paused as a thought swept through my min. �What about the Taken? What more do you know?� Cromwell fixed his gaze on me. �Althenia gives and draws power from the Taken. If her Taken were destroyed, then she would become vulnerable � weak but still strong.� �Makaei? Are you saying that we�d have to kill Makaei?� Kitrun also stared intently at me. �I do not think I could do that, boss.� �It is the only way.� Cromwell�s voice turned sincere. �There is no other way for us to have a chance to defeat her, for Althenia is great.� I shook my head. �There must be some other way. I don�t feel that I could take the life of my own man even if it did mean the fall of our battle.� Cromwell was silent as he walked toward the wooden door of the room. �Then, I shall. I have no problem with death or any type of slaughter. It may sound awful but I cannot allow one person to cause my destruction again and again.� I took a step toward him with my hand on the heel of my sword. There was a swift sound of movement as Cromwell drew his sword and pointed it towards me. �You will regret this if you fight me.� I stopped and lowered my hand. �I understand your position, Zedaine, but you also understand mine. Do not try to stand against me or you shall also join Makaei.� I watched in silence as he left the room with the sword still in his hand. �Zedaine,� Kitrun stood at my side, �we must stop him, boss.� �I cannot.� I bowed my head in shame. �I cannot stop him.� �Fine; if you are not going to try and stop him, I will.� Kitrun stormed out of the door and slammed it behind him. I sighed and slowly followed him. There was a feeling deep inside me of regret. I knew Cromwell would destroy Makaei but I also knew that I could do nothing to stop him. I was much weaker than him. As I exited the inn and stepped into the storm, I could see Cromwell and Kitrun staring to the horizon. There seemed to be something there that they were both trying to find. Cromwell still held his sword but its tip rested on the soft ground. I approached them slowly. �We were too late.� Kitrun did not turn to face me but stared intently forward. �What,� I stood beside Cromwell and stared toward Kitrun, �what do you speak of?� �He is gone, Zedaine.� I cringed and gazed at Cromwell. �Your dear fried Makaei has left us.� I was confused. Cromwell sighed uneasily. �Do you see that shadow moving in the distance?� I gazed toward the horizon and dropped my mouth in terror. A giant shadow swept across the land, covering it in black. �Even I was too late to save him.� He shook his head. �There is nothing more we can do here.� �What is that thing?� I asked as Cromwell turned towards me. Cromwell sighed again. �It is Althenia�s cloud. It has grown greatly which means she has been searching the land for a long time. It is traveling back to the Summit now � back to Althenia, for it has gotten what it came for. I just never thought it would come so soon. Makaei must be strong enough for her now.� �What do you mean, Cromwell?� I still stared frighteningly at him. �Where is Makaei?� �I told you, friend, Makaei has gone. He is traveling toward the Summit in an eternal darkness. He is gone.� �Althenia has taken him.� Kitrun added. �He has been consumed and now lives in her darkness.� �We must go.� Cromwell spoke. �Our time has just been cut short. We must reach Soir Vert by midnight or we may never be able to stop Althenia. Hurry, men.� �Midnight?� I hollered as we rushed toward the port within Leau. �There is no possible way to reach the valley by then. Even if we did make it to Marthor by dusk, it would take a day to reach Soir Vert.� �He�s right, Cromwell.� Kitrun boasted behind us. �Plus, we would have to rest and eat.� We all stopped running and slowly boarded the ship that would take us to Marthor. On the side was inscribed Vespani � ancient Lorghian for Believe. �We will manage, my friend. If we have to travel nonstop, then so be it. Makaei has already reached the Summit and will begin aiding Althenia. We must stop him.� I grasped the cold metal railing and peered into the clear blue water tainted by the black sky. �Tell, me, Cromwell,� I released the railing and gazed toward him, �what shall happen if we do not reach the Summit in time?� Slowly, Cromwell approached and grabbed the railing beside me. �If we should fail, Synth will be covered in a second darkness. A shadow would cover land and sea and Althenia would prey on the people.� I turned and clutched the railing. I stared, almost dazed, toward the shadow moving swiftly across the land. �Black clouds would block out the sun, moon, and stars and a cold gust would permanently sweep through the air. Everyone would fall to Althenia and slip slowly into darkness.� I took a deep breath as Kitrun stepped to my other side and stared toward the shadow with Cromwell and I. �If we fall to her, we would be forced to walk within the shadow until we found someone to destroy Makaei, for Oghasts cannot pass through the Summit gates without a mortal to guide them.� I was scared of what he was speaking because I knew not how it felt. �The darkness would swallow everyone.� He stared at me. �Now, do you understand why we must hurry?� I gently nodded my head as I pictured the darkness that may come. My eyes grew teary as I bowed my head. �Well, then, let us rest. We should arrive at Marthor well before dusk.� Kitrun and Cromwell slowly walked away as I lifted my head and stared at the darkened shadow. I could almost feel the pain and sadness as it moved recklessly onward. I thought about what it would be like to slip into the darkness and I cringed at the thought. It was almost midday but the sky had already been swallowed by the rain and the black clouds that brought the moisten drops. It was odd, watching that shadow slip slowly across the ground, for I had never seen anything like it before. The figure seemed to hypnotize me but I knew not why. If Cromwell is right, I thought to myself as I felt the ship slowly begin to move, and we should fail, we would be responsible for the destruction of Synth. I took a deep breath and watched as the shadow disappeared into a mountain. |
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