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mark12_30 · 03-13-2003, 06:01 AM

An explosive sneeze burst from him, and he sat up wrinkling his nose in disgust. What a horrible smell. He opened his eyes.

It was dark, and dusty, and musty and -- panic gripped him. Caves, tombs, he was trapped, captive. On his feet, heart pounding wildly, he struggled to see in the darkness, growing angry and defiant. He groped about, trying to get his bearings, to find a way out.

His hands found small bodies, and his heart went deadly cold. His boys, trapped here with him? "Shhh, " he said as they began to ask questions; Why does it smell bad, where are we, why is it dark.

A glimmer of light caught his eye, and he stepped towards it; a tiny crack, barely discernable. He attacked it. In a few moments he had the shutter wrenched off and then he studied the dusty thing he had revealed. It looked like-- a window, sort of, although not shiny clean like the ones on The Lonely Star. But if it was glass, he could break it, and get out. His resolve hardened.

Looking down, he saw that although he was on a second story, he was not that far up, and there was a bush below him to the right. The fact that it was manicured and clipped did not cross his mind.

It took him perhaps ten seconds to use the shutter to smash the window and clear away enough broken glass that he could safely toss the boys out the window and into the bush. "Boys. Shh. Come here."

Roka went first, and climbed out of the bush; then Asta; then Ban. Lastly, Gamba jumped with Little Maura in his arms.

"Come on, let's get out of here, " Gamba ordered, still holding little Maura, and the three boys obediently followed him away from the prison and into the beckoning, friendly woods.

*****************

Piosenniel's ears caught the sound of breaking glass. There it was again-- and again. It sounded like it was coming from one of the unused rooms upstairs in the back. Who was vandalizing her Inn? She arose and stalked towards the sound, calling for Mithadan as she went.

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03-13-2003, 06:01 AM	#175
mark12_30 Stormdancer of Doom Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: Elvish singing is not a thing to miss, in June under the stars Posts: 4,367	An explosive sneeze burst from him, and he sat up wrinkling his nose in disgust. What a horrible smell. He opened his eyes. It was dark, and dusty, and musty and -- panic gripped him. Caves, tombs, he was trapped, captive. On his feet, heart pounding wildly, he struggled to see in the darkness, growing angry and defiant. He groped about, trying to get his bearings, to find a way out. His hands found small bodies, and his heart went deadly cold. His boys, trapped here with him? "Shhh, " he said as they began to ask questions; Why does it smell bad, where are we, why is it dark. A glimmer of light caught his eye, and he stepped towards it; a tiny crack, barely discernable. He attacked it. In a few moments he had the shutter wrenched off and then he studied the dusty thing he had revealed. It looked like-- a window, sort of, although not shiny clean like the ones on The Lonely Star. But if it was glass, he could break it, and get out. His resolve hardened. Looking down, he saw that although he was on a second story, he was not that far up, and there was a bush below him to the right. The fact that it was manicured and clipped did not cross his mind. It took him perhaps ten seconds to use the shutter to smash the window and clear away enough broken glass that he could safely toss the boys out the window and into the bush. "Boys. Shh. Come here." Roka went first, and climbed out of the bush; then Asta; then Ban. Lastly, Gamba jumped with Little Maura in his arms. "Come on, let's get out of here, " Gamba ordered, still holding little Maura, and the three boys obediently followed him away from the prison and into the beckoning, friendly woods. ***************** Piosenniel's ears caught the sound of breaking glass. There it was again-- and again. It sounded like it was coming from one of the unused rooms upstairs in the back. Who was vandalizing her Inn? She arose and stalked towards the sound, calling for Mithadan as she went. [ March 13, 2003: Message edited by: mark12_30 ] [ March 13, 2003: Message edited by: mark12_30 ] __________________ ...down to the water to see the elves dance and sing upon the midsummer's eve.