Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Continued Story by H.A.G.

Blue-Me (Kelpie)
Purple-Angela
Green-Grace


A Story by H.A.G.
He was dying; blood dripping from his mouth; his arm twisted and torn. Casper knew his time had come. His eyes fluttered open and he saw something white and small bending over him and bathing his forehead with water.

 It said in a gentle voice “The time has come; and you are ready.”

Casper gasped, for it was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen.

The girl stroked his black hair and said gently, “You’re time has come as I said. But you are ready and you adventure will begin as soon as I am done nursing you back to life!”

“W-Who are you?” he whispered.

“My name is not for earthly beings to know.” She tucked a purple lock behind her ear.

“Well,” He rolled his eyes, “Aren’t you something special!”

“Nothing as special as you, chosen one.”

“Me?” Casper blinked.

"Yes, you," as the words left the girl's mouth her form began to fade. 

"W-wait! Don't go!" Casper clutched at the quickly fading dress but it passed through his fingers and was gone.  He leaned back gasping, fear beginning to seize him. His surroundings also began to fade and transform, leaving him alone in the rippling grasses of a prairie. Looking around awe struck he noticed his arm was beginning to untwist itself and the blood had stopped pouring out of his mouth.  In a few moments he lay there completely whole.

"Now what?" Casper said aloud, not sure what to expect next.

"Follow me." a deep voice next to his ear startled him and he let out a frighted yelp.

Whirling around he gazed upward into the face of a creature he had never before seen.  Twinkling yellow eyes stared back down at him.

"No way am I following something that looks like that!" he thought and leaping to his feet he began to run away into the wide open prairie.  It was not long before he realized that his footsteps were not the only ones that he heard.  Casper glanced over his shoulder and saw the creature following close behind him. The creature's legs were much longer than his own and he saw that it soon must catch him.  A clawed hand grabbed his shoulder and brought him to a stop.  He struggled.  This creature was terrifying.  How could he trust it?

3 comments:

  1. This is getting nowhere slowly. What say you two--should we start writing paragraphs instead?

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  2. Okay your next so you get to be the first. :)

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