The small black reptilian animal remained in it's sleep. Not the rain nor the thunder could awaken such an animal, they were known to sleep through most things. The bright light revealed the dark scale on the animal. But something made it wake up. The reptile looked up at the girl, stretching it's little body. It sat down and observed her, slightly wagging it's tail from left to right, right to left. It looked around the room again, before deciding to explore again. It started to make it's way closer to the her, and it started to sniff her. The black eyes looked up at the girl, looking like an innocent animal, at this time.
The shopkeeper was devastated. It was thundering. He had been staring into the distance for hours. He had looked everywhere for the egg. But it was gone, gone with the wind. He slammed his head onto the table, cursing out gibberish. Anger was starting to overtake him, and his hand was glowing red. A dark spot was left on the table when he raised his hand again. "They'll kill me. Bury me alive, burn me, or maybe just kill me off if I'm lucky." he muttered to himself. A friend had been keeping him company the latest hours, a friend by the name of whiskey. The bottle was almost empty as the shopkeeper took another swig.
"I'll find you. Find you and make a nice omelet out of you, dragon."
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I'll try and get a reply out tomorrow ^^
Alright C: Take your time!
Woo! Had a girl at my house all day, so I didn't get to post until now. Hope it's good!
"Always liked the sun." The lonely shopkeeper muttered to himself as he opened his store. Wandering around inside the room of mystery and all sorts of trinkets, he made his way to the backdoor. He didn't expect anyone to arrive at the early hours, he used that as an opportunity to get some fresh air in the shop. He opened the back door as the rays from the sun met him. He smiled.
Outside stood an older man. He wasn't very tall, not compared to the shopkeeper at least. He had a small white beard which was really the most notable thing about him. The old man's eyes scanned the shopkeeper as they had done for many years. At first they didn't say any words to each other. They usually didn't to start off with. They had a deeper understanding of eachother, a sort of connection.
"Is it safe?" the older man asked. The shopkeeper simply nodded and replied "As always. We've kept it safe for centuries, it will stay safe." the two men nodded as the shopkeeper reminded them of the purpose of the egg.
"Dark magic dwells within, my friend. It could destroy us all. Nothing good can come out of it. Nothing." The old man said and left the conversation silent. He tapped his foot before he continued "Or so the legend says." they both let out a grin. It had been kept safe for so long they were starting to doubt their purpose. But then again, centuries ago their family had been chosen to keep the dragon egg safe. Mostly because of their magical ability to keep the hatching away. And they had done exactly that. "Nonetheless, I just wanted to check up on you." the shopkeeper nodded as he went inside the shop, leaving his father outside.
As he went inside he thought his world froze, perhaps it did. Something was different. Very different. His eyes glanced around in the shop until he realized it. It was gone. What his family had protected for so many years was gone in a matter of minutes. "No... No no no." he kept muttering to himself as he searched everything through. He had to make sure he had not just forgotten it somewhere. But why should he have? He never did. He rushed out in the street and looked all around.
But everything was as it used to be. Everyone was doing their usual thing. Except for him. He was in panic. He shouted and cursed and ended up sitting on the ground, staring into nothing.
"We're doomed. Doomed..."
The egg had not moved since being moved. But the creature inside was slowly becoming full of life. Dragon eggs had always had a certain effect on humans. Those who couldn't resist would usually be drawn to their beauty. But some were able to control the hunger for admiring the egg. Those wielding magic. Long lost enemy of the dragons. Of course it wasn't all dragons who were these reckless creatures, as many was led to believe. Some had been peaceful. But others weren't. Sadly, this egg was one of them. Naturally evil. Hungry for death. Chaotic, monstrous, corruptive, sinister, hellish. Some were the words used to describe the race. Evil at heart, truly.
The egg was growing restless, for so long it had been kept away from hatching. Finally it was time to break free. Becoming warmer and warmer, the egg started to release a certain light. For a time it would seem the heat became too much to bare, but then it disappeared. And the egg began to hatch. First a little crack, then another. With a little headbutt the little head poked out of the egg. A little and silent sound was released from the hatched creature. It fought it's way out of the egg. However, the little creature already found it's first challenge ahead of it. It was a long way down for a little creature. The creature let out a whelp to call for help, however, no one came.
The creature looked around in the room. It began wagging it's tail and attempted another call for help. It attempted to find a way to climb down. Using different tables around the room and anything else it could use, it finally made it down. It's wings were of no use at this time, it even had a hard time moving around. When the little dragon had made it's way to the floor, it was overwhelmed by all the things to sniff. Too many things for it to concentrate, it was acting like a little puppy. And then something caught it's eye. Another creature! The little dragon almost cheered out of joy, it had to be it's mommy! Excited it ran across the floor, and heroically climbed the bed (after many failed attempts). For a few seconds it sniffed the other creature. Deciding it was safe, the dragon cuddled itself to sleep on top of the sheets, in the other end of the bed, and quickly doze off.
Outside stood an older man. He wasn't very tall, not compared to the shopkeeper at least. He had a small white beard which was really the most notable thing about him. The old man's eyes scanned the shopkeeper as they had done for many years. At first they didn't say any words to each other. They usually didn't to start off with. They had a deeper understanding of eachother, a sort of connection.
"Is it safe?" the older man asked. The shopkeeper simply nodded and replied "As always. We've kept it safe for centuries, it will stay safe." the two men nodded as the shopkeeper reminded them of the purpose of the egg.
"Dark magic dwells within, my friend. It could destroy us all. Nothing good can come out of it. Nothing." The old man said and left the conversation silent. He tapped his foot before he continued "Or so the legend says." they both let out a grin. It had been kept safe for so long they were starting to doubt their purpose. But then again, centuries ago their family had been chosen to keep the dragon egg safe. Mostly because of their magical ability to keep the hatching away. And they had done exactly that. "Nonetheless, I just wanted to check up on you." the shopkeeper nodded as he went inside the shop, leaving his father outside.
As he went inside he thought his world froze, perhaps it did. Something was different. Very different. His eyes glanced around in the shop until he realized it. It was gone. What his family had protected for so many years was gone in a matter of minutes. "No... No no no." he kept muttering to himself as he searched everything through. He had to make sure he had not just forgotten it somewhere. But why should he have? He never did. He rushed out in the street and looked all around.
But everything was as it used to be. Everyone was doing their usual thing. Except for him. He was in panic. He shouted and cursed and ended up sitting on the ground, staring into nothing.
"We're doomed. Doomed..."
The egg had not moved since being moved. But the creature inside was slowly becoming full of life. Dragon eggs had always had a certain effect on humans. Those who couldn't resist would usually be drawn to their beauty. But some were able to control the hunger for admiring the egg. Those wielding magic. Long lost enemy of the dragons. Of course it wasn't all dragons who were these reckless creatures, as many was led to believe. Some had been peaceful. But others weren't. Sadly, this egg was one of them. Naturally evil. Hungry for death. Chaotic, monstrous, corruptive, sinister, hellish. Some were the words used to describe the race. Evil at heart, truly.
The egg was growing restless, for so long it had been kept away from hatching. Finally it was time to break free. Becoming warmer and warmer, the egg started to release a certain light. For a time it would seem the heat became too much to bare, but then it disappeared. And the egg began to hatch. First a little crack, then another. With a little headbutt the little head poked out of the egg. A little and silent sound was released from the hatched creature. It fought it's way out of the egg. However, the little creature already found it's first challenge ahead of it. It was a long way down for a little creature. The creature let out a whelp to call for help, however, no one came.
The creature looked around in the room. It began wagging it's tail and attempted another call for help. It attempted to find a way to climb down. Using different tables around the room and anything else it could use, it finally made it down. It's wings were of no use at this time, it even had a hard time moving around. When the little dragon had made it's way to the floor, it was overwhelmed by all the things to sniff. Too many things for it to concentrate, it was acting like a little puppy. And then something caught it's eye. Another creature! The little dragon almost cheered out of joy, it had to be it's mommy! Excited it ran across the floor, and heroically climbed the bed (after many failed attempts). For a few seconds it sniffed the other creature. Deciding it was safe, the dragon cuddled itself to sleep on top of the sheets, in the other end of the bed, and quickly doze off.
Annnnd the first post is up, hope it's fine ^_^
The streets were calm as always. The calm mist slowly creeping over the fallen city, covering it as a thin layer. A bird made it's way across the city skyline, searching for any kind of food. And yet the bird was not the only hunter today. The walkers were wandering around aimlessly on the abandoned city streets, perhaps hoping for a quick meal. It had not taken long for the city to be conquered by the dead. A week or two, and then everyone was torn apart. Families mourning over the dead, only to die off a day later.
In the center of the city, Kaiden was rushing to cover inside a general store, hiding under the windows. He was out of breath and held his gun in his hand. He knew that if he pulled the trigger, it would unleash hell on him.
Carefully peaking out the window he decided that the walkers had lost him. "Close." he muttered to himself as he took his backpack and pulled out a can of baked beans. He opened it with his knife and ate his morning meal. The store was as so many others. Windows shattered, wares lying on the floor, at least what was left. He sighed as he packed up, carefully searching the store for anything he could use.
It was early. But the sun had made it's way to the sky. It was humid outside and along with the mist it gave an uneasy feeling for any living creature in the city. Most of the skyscrapers had remained unharmed, atleast it looked like it. Kaiden slowly made his way back to the window, scanning the streets for walkers or anything else.
"And so another day in hell begins." Kaiden whispered to himself.
In the center of the city, Kaiden was rushing to cover inside a general store, hiding under the windows. He was out of breath and held his gun in his hand. He knew that if he pulled the trigger, it would unleash hell on him.
Carefully peaking out the window he decided that the walkers had lost him. "Close." he muttered to himself as he took his backpack and pulled out a can of baked beans. He opened it with his knife and ate his morning meal. The store was as so many others. Windows shattered, wares lying on the floor, at least what was left. He sighed as he packed up, carefully searching the store for anything he could use.
It was early. But the sun had made it's way to the sky. It was humid outside and along with the mist it gave an uneasy feeling for any living creature in the city. Most of the skyscrapers had remained unharmed, atleast it looked like it. Kaiden slowly made his way back to the window, scanning the streets for walkers or anything else.
"And so another day in hell begins." Kaiden whispered to himself.
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I just realized I spelt background in Danish *facepalm* I'll correct that
I was just thinking later in the storyline maybe our characters would run into someone ^____^
Anyway, it's getting really late in Denmark, so imma run off and get some sleep.
See ya' later
Anyway, it's getting really late in Denmark, so imma run off and get some sleep.
See ya' later
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