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shoughad In reply to Charle-magne [2009-03-16 19:55:06 +0000 UTC]
Oh - yes, I had a friendly, grey, wet weekend (grrr! - that's how the terrible pink thing I posted today was born). Used it to "dreamwalk" the Anauroch and to finish and post chapter 6 of my fanfic.
I decided to anger my audience: it's a cliffhanger, ending with a disastrous flasback, something like:
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Torias leaned his head against my shoulder.
"How are you?" I asked softly.
"I'm fine ...only..tired"
That's: he is not fine. Damned! Where's the healer got to?
As I impatiently turned my head to look for her I had to close my eyes, blended by the raising sun.
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As I impatiently turned my head to look for Shun I had to close my eyes, blended by the raising sun. Fire, smoke and pain ..
I held Annadhi tight to me: her face covered with a thin film of sweat, her hands clasping the orc's arrow sticking in her chest. She was fighting, but the poison ran faster through her veins as a star would fall.
"Shun!", I shouted through the roar of the battle. My right fist raising to the sky I called my squad to fallback and kept an eye on the injured mage.
"Hold on", I asked her cursing myself for beeing that helpless.
"HASHUN! DAMNED!"
At last! Two figures emerged from the drifting smoke. Only to instantly die in the wafting ember of a fireball..
Moments later the flaming wall swept toward me.
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Well - that's it for the moment. Now - let's see, how to get out of this mess
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