Trine
Joined : 27 Jul 2008
Posts : 8
 |  Subject: Re: The Watchers  Wed Jul 30, 2008 6:23 pm | |
| He looked at her with a look of confusion as his mind started taking all this information with strides. He listened to her words with out speaking until she was done. He glanced back up to her before standing from his chair.
"So this Draven killed me... And yet here I stand..."
He would've asked how that happened but a flash of memories coming back dropped him to his knees. Plenty of oriental and mesopotamian curses left his mouth. The memories of hell, where a single moment can feel like a decade in hell. He could see him self running. Hounds hot on his back. He had found the rift and smashed through them one by one he punched a hole through the planes until he ended up in the prime tearing his way through dirt.
He took a deep breath, and looked up.
"I was in hell."
He said in his old calm demeanor as he picked himself up from the floor. |
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