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Post by WhitheredPast on Oct 2, 2007 17:17:48 GMT -5
Only the silver lining of the brute could be seen for it was pitch black. His ginger coat didn't even really blend in, and yet he was still hidden amongst the shadows. His two pale red orbs glinted in the light of the moon. It didn't seem as bright as it normally was. Something was different. Very different. It made the smooth fur on his back rise towards the stars. Every star had seemed normal, except for one in particular.
Glitch racked his brain for a memory of a tale one of his fellow group members told him. Something about a star. Once he remembered the story correctly, he let out a terribly loud gasp. "The Dark Star!" he told himself, staring up at it. Chills ran down his spine. Could it be true? Pure Darkness has come of age?! He sat still in the dried out dirt, closing his eyes with horror. Oh the legends and tales he had been told about the murderer. He could only hope that someone would listen to him, and they can form one, great Hope.
(OOC: starting to go to the plot here. xD)
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