《P I G S》28. A crow in the night
Advertisement
I was shocked at what I had just heard.
What surprised me, even more, was his attire.
He was wearing a fancy suit and tie as if he was getting ready for a wedding and he was the groom.
The only thing that resembled his old look was the crow face and lazy eye.
I didn’t even know what to say however, he did.
“Before we continue I would like to apologize for my behavior last time and for eating your
companion, I hadn’t seen a human in a long time and I couldn’t contain my hunger.
I heard what happened with Sarah and although I'm sad about her passing I'm glad she can finally get a well-deserved rest.
But, that's not what I came here for, I came here to warn you about the Lion.”
I thought about what he said about Sarah.
She must have been the albino girl.
Maybe it was selfish but, I got some sort of relief in at least knowing her name.
Before I could even start thinking about what the Lio entailed he continued speaking.
“This will probably be the last time we meet so remember this, avoid the clothed LIon who pretends to lead the wild, and no matter what don’t let him see you.
If he does I recommend learning what the red symbols around you look like.”
I thought about what he said before looking down and trying my best to remember the symbols.
I didn’t know if what he was saying was true however, there was no reason not to consider what he was saying.
As I was looking at the symbols Ezra spoke up
“Why is this the last time we will see you?”.
The crow person looked as if he was reminiscing for a moment before saying
Advertisement
“A long time ago something happened to me and I ran away.
After I started to create a murder of crows to fill the void in my heart, however, these aren’t real crows their ones that He made.
So I guess you could say that with Sarah's death I and my murder are going to join her.
Of course, if you don’t believe me make sure that whenever you sleep you are
Inside of the symbols and even if you appear here in the night you’ll be fine.”
After he said that he stared at us with his one good eye for another moment before walking away and soon after the crows that seemed to fill the sky endlessly disappeared
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
When I awoke that morning I felt melancholic. Maybe I was reminded of the constant death surrounding me or maybe the death of the crow person hit me profoundly although, I believe that wasn’t the case.
If I had to try and guess I think it was the fact that not even the things that lived on this island wanted to live here.
It made me ponder whether death was the last tragedy of life or the first blessing.
After a moment more ponder I decided that today was not the day to be a philosopher and I arose from bed.
It seemed that the others had gotten up while I pondered my thoughts.
Suddenly my melancholic mood added a hint of dread as I remembered that today was the day we leave.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
We each carried a bag full of food, water, and whatever other survival tools we could fit.
We also all grabbed a knife just in case and if we ever thought we were gonna die we each had a pistol with a clip of 6 bullets however, we didn’t want to use them because the noise would probably alert the other creatures signifying our doom.
Advertisement
We also managed to find some read chalk which we assumed was used to create the symbols and although we didn’t know if it would work we took it anyways.
Our biggest struggle came when we had to open the hatch.
We all stood there silently not wanting to open it and leave the safety of the bunker however, we had to unless we wanted to starve to death here which I was starting to consider.
Eventually, Ezra offered to do it.
We watched as he slowly opened it.
The few seconds it took to open felt like years passed.
We were scared that the first thing we would see outside the hatch was one of those creatures and if that happened we had nowhere to run.
Thankfully there was nothing there and we all climbed out.
It seemed to be early morning as the sun was just starting to rise as we started our trek.
The first hour was the worst to walk.
We walked very slowly and quietly terrified of coming across a creature.
Every twig we stepped over felt as if its noise would wake the entire world.
Thankfully we didn’t come across anything.
We made it to about midday and started eating some granola bars for lunch as we didn’t want to eat anything that would smell too much and alert any creatures of our location.
After lunch I noticed that my feet were getting sore and looking at the others it seemed true for them as well however, we had to keep moving to get to the next bunker by the end of the day.
It took another seven or so hours of walking before we thought that we were getting close to looking at the map
. Soon after we saw the bunker in the far distance.
We barely resisted the urge to run over there and get inside.
I swear you could hear our hearts jump out of our chest in excitement.
As we started getting closer however our faces grew pale as we noticed something.
It was moving.
Advertisement
Toymaker's Creation
This is the story about Rick, the toymaker and his creations. A mute man with much trouble in his life, trying his best just to survive. Surviving growing ever harder as he finds himself in a tricky situation, hunted by the very kingdom he lives in. Find out how Rick escapes his bad destiny and maybe, finds some friends along the way. Hope you enjoy! Thanks Zephyzu for the awesome commisioned cover art! Give them a hoot if you have the time: https://twitter.com/Zephyzu
8 499Gram Bloodfeast: Retired Warlock
Gram Bloodfeast was once one of the most powerful warlocks of his era. There was a time when he commanded armies of the undead, conquering anyone who he dared lay a path against. There was a time when whole rooms of people would go silent with insane, palpable fear at the mere mention of his name. There was a time when he was enemy number one, whole legions of skilled combatants storming his stronghold of ice and stone to take his head. There was a time when he decided, "I think I'm done." Gram Bloodfeast, is now retired, living in a cozy 2 bedroom suburban house. (Credit for the cover art goes to Phasmonyc) [Participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge]
8 82Weeds and Immortals
Two different characters. Two goals Both striding on one path in order to archieve their desire. How will the story of an Immortal and an reincarnated human in the form of weed play out in a wolrd where hate and despair, fear and desire rules over the hearths of humans? There will be at least three chapters a week for this. Any more chapters will depend on motivation and/or free time. This is an original novel by my person and it will contain a lot of philosophical ideas and thoughts I have and will get while writing this. Also be prepared for a lot of bad puns and humour as well completely messed up language. Also if anyone would want to proofread and fix my bad english please pn, I'm no native speaker so please have mercy at my tiny ego.
8 165Underground Laboratory: Secrets
Hyle Labs was a government-funded project. Camellia's father was hired to create human weapons of war and armor. Anything that would help Valier win his war. Raven was a test subject. A scientists child used to create a human soldier who would fight continuously. After everything was destroyed Camellia seeks answers for the deaths of so many people, while Raven wants nothing to do with what was left of the underground laboratory. Still, the two find themselves working together along with Curtis, Camellia's bodyguard to find answers. Answers that have a lot to do with test subject Rose and how she survived despite being unable to survive. And while they manage to catch Rose, she isn't so lenient about giving them answers, risking her own life and theirs to keep her lips sealed. however, finding out that her father may be part of the reason the facility was wrecked in such a manner has her asking more questions than she thought.
8 251How to Make a Wand
When mage Magdala Gallus gets suspended from Magisterium for making explosives instead of focusing her rare alchemical skills on more productive pursuits, her mother ships her off to her uncle, the absent-minded but brilliant Lord Kalan, as punishment. Hard at work creating an instrument capable of converting magic, her uncle soon draws Magdala into his quest for a dragon scale—the only thing that can prove his theory that magic is the same for everyone. However, as Magdala, Lord Kalan, and Lord Kalan’s unusual apprentice, Dwayne, soon realize, it’s an impossible mission. With bandits populating the region where the dangerous creatures live and a pair of mercenaries who aren’t who they seem, it will take more than their magic to find and kill a dragon . . . and stay alive.
8 87✶ c h a n g e d ✶ { Female Deku AU }
Izuku Midoriya was walking home when he was taken by a random stranger, then, everything changed. How exactly? Well, Izuku is now a female.. . .Female Izuku x Todoroki.Contains minor swearing. No smut, just complete fluffiness. I do not own My Hero Academia, it's characters or the art of the cover. Only the plot of this story!Updates at least three or four times a week.|✽Started: 01-21-19✽||✽Completed: 06-02-19✽|Impressive Rankings:#1 in #fluff | 04-06-19 |#1 in #animefanfiction | 04-03-19 |#1 in #shototodoroki | 06-08-19 |#2 in #tododeku | 07-13-19 |
8 227