04-15-2012, 04:47 AM
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Head up, he stared at the starry mantle with his empty eye sockets. The moon was full, and its pale light bathed the clearing where the shadow of the dead trees drew long sharp lines. He was standing on a rock in the middle of nowhere, arms outstretched, praying some dark and evil deities. Three lycals rested at his feet.
Two humanoids slowly and carefully searched the clearing. The precise movements of their rotting bodies were atrocious. Shreds of skin hanging down, revealing here and there pieces of bloody flesh.
Lying on the ground, the young man watched them. He dared not to move, not even to blink. Fear paralyzed him. Within the convoy, he had heard that rumor :beings able to impose their will upon the degenerate creatures from the ancient world. But so far it seemed to be a bedtime-story made to scare children and haunt their sleep. Now the nightmare was real.
The Being turned on the rock. His blind eyes came to rest where lurked the conveyor. Immediately, the other creatures raised their heads. They stood up and began to move toward the intruder.
The young man knew he had to flee. But overcame with fear, his body refused to obey. It took him a superhuman effort to get up.
A cracking behind him.
He turned and saw a silhouette cut against the moonlight. It came forward, revealing an expressionless face. Cold and determined.
He was trapped.
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Sigujana stopped his progress. His muscles stiffened and his fingers tightened on his long staff. He closed his eyes and took a slow, deep breath. Felindra Tiger-Head and Abama Large-Belly, who protected him in the dead forest, looked at him curiously. They knew that the old wizard was linked to the essence of nature and that he had felt a disturbance.
After a few seconds Sigujana opened his eyes. The two Bamaka warriors approached, eager to hear his wise words.
- Let us hurry back, my companions. two avengers Loas are nearby.
A terrible cry of fear and pain echoed in the distance.
Something wicked this way comes
