Snowfeather
12-14-2005, 01:52 AM
Four days since Licidion bit me..
Four days passed as the hair fell from my hand one by one.. blood dripped drop by drop.. I am dying... I hear Her voice calling me to the Green Fields.. slipping with every hour..
Four days since He whispered in my head about the cliff..
The dream came last night. A dark forboding figure over me in Ashenvale. Feeding me raw entrails of orcs and trolls... his forked tongue sliding up my face...Demon crystals levitating in the air all around me..sounds of carnage from ramshakle tents... smells of burning flesh and debauchery...
I tried to bathe in Moonglade.. I tried to swim in Bloodhoof... the bandages seep constantly...
Coughing all day.. haven't drank in a sun's travel across the sky.. glove soaked in blood now..
Daydream..on Proot in Tanaris...
Yichimet's voice in my head.. his milky white eyes staring up into nothing. Gaping hole in his neck.. blood flowing like the falls of Feralas...
Grims poking into my affairs.. coughing too much.. asked for one bandage too many..
Laughingcrow and Wadjet met me in Freewind.. too many memories here.. Yichimet suffering ... Abric..confrontation.. the bite.. Licidion..
Wadjet rebandaged the wound.. told them it was a monster.. it was.. monster..
Sorrow..Stinkers voice "Jump from the cliff"
Pain.. never ending.. Stinker.. are you here? Torment me again.. not his fault.. not his fault..
Yichimet.. .. help me... I will find you..
**tosses herself off of Freewind Post**
http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y83/Chilali_FelHand/deadsnow.jpg
((Snowfeather is in the spirit world. Her body lies at the foot of Freewind Post. She is seeking Yichimet to help her. She has spent the night searching every Grimtotem camp for Yichimet's guidance.
Snowfeather will remain a spirit until the next step.. to be continued))
Four days passed as the hair fell from my hand one by one.. blood dripped drop by drop.. I am dying... I hear Her voice calling me to the Green Fields.. slipping with every hour..
Four days since He whispered in my head about the cliff..
The dream came last night. A dark forboding figure over me in Ashenvale. Feeding me raw entrails of orcs and trolls... his forked tongue sliding up my face...Demon crystals levitating in the air all around me..sounds of carnage from ramshakle tents... smells of burning flesh and debauchery...
I tried to bathe in Moonglade.. I tried to swim in Bloodhoof... the bandages seep constantly...
Coughing all day.. haven't drank in a sun's travel across the sky.. glove soaked in blood now..
Daydream..on Proot in Tanaris...
Yichimet's voice in my head.. his milky white eyes staring up into nothing. Gaping hole in his neck.. blood flowing like the falls of Feralas...
Grims poking into my affairs.. coughing too much.. asked for one bandage too many..
Laughingcrow and Wadjet met me in Freewind.. too many memories here.. Yichimet suffering ... Abric..confrontation.. the bite.. Licidion..
Wadjet rebandaged the wound.. told them it was a monster.. it was.. monster..
Sorrow..Stinkers voice "Jump from the cliff"
Pain.. never ending.. Stinker.. are you here? Torment me again.. not his fault.. not his fault..
Yichimet.. .. help me... I will find you..
**tosses herself off of Freewind Post**
http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y83/Chilali_FelHand/deadsnow.jpg
((Snowfeather is in the spirit world. Her body lies at the foot of Freewind Post. She is seeking Yichimet to help her. She has spent the night searching every Grimtotem camp for Yichimet's guidance.
Snowfeather will remain a spirit until the next step.. to be continued))