From the Writings of Historian Cire Darb from the collected myths of the Swohs Valley Elders
He reached the shut door --kicking it and shattering it into wood splinters on the floor. He entered into the darkness beyond the doorway --searching in the dim light of the torch for the creatures he had seen running away. He spotted the 2 creatures scrambling up a staircase at the back of the room. They saw him and scream ed a blood curdling alarm. Then from out of the darkness of the room he heard the scuffling of feet. A figure slowly emerged from the shadows shambling toward him in the dim light.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
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