Post by E.N.T on Jan 29, 2006 19:56:17 GMT -5
The night was clear and warm. Stars twinkled and the moon shone brightly. Below the sky was the ground, of course, but the ground was covered in ruins from the old city.
Many people didn't come here anymore, but one 15 year old wocky wasn't going to let an opportunity to find artifacts go. With the pink fur and the yellow and pink wings, it was easy to tell that she was a faerie wocky. She was on her knees on a pile of the rubble with a lit lanturn sitting next to where she dug through it and her lilac bag next to the lanturn. Her light blue skirt matched the light blue tank top she wore which had a lilac star on it. Her mid-length lilac hair fell over her shoulders from her arched back and matched her lilac eyes. Multi-coloured stars climbed up to her knees and got smaller on the way up, as well as her hands to her shoulders. A blue star was on her left cheek and a red on her right. Light blue 'socks' were loosly on her ankles.
The only abnormalities about this wocky were the antenna that poked out from her hair and the fact that she had six fluffy and soft tails.
She tossed the items she had no interest in behind her, "Ugh...there is nothing of worth here. How am I going to sell artifacts and jewels if I get nothing for them?" She tossed a piece of wood behind her, but jumpped as a 'clank!' was heard. She looked behind her to see that it had fallen into a ditch, but it hit against an old wall-like thing which had odd engravings. She put her bag over her shoulder so that the strap crossed over her torso, picked up her lanturn, and ran over to the wall.
When she approached, she ran her finger along the engravings. Some were endless, yet beautiful, spirals and some were shapes like birds and canines. As she side-stepped, her foot caught on something that was sticking up, and began to fall. Quickly trying to use the wall to save her, she pushed against it, trying to find some sort of ledge but only pushed in a part of the wall. When she hit the ground, a part of the wall began opening like a door. Dust began to slowly creep out and inside looks like a large shadow. The wocky stood up and picked up her fallen lanturn. She slowly began walking inside the mysterious place.
Many people didn't come here anymore, but one 15 year old wocky wasn't going to let an opportunity to find artifacts go. With the pink fur and the yellow and pink wings, it was easy to tell that she was a faerie wocky. She was on her knees on a pile of the rubble with a lit lanturn sitting next to where she dug through it and her lilac bag next to the lanturn. Her light blue skirt matched the light blue tank top she wore which had a lilac star on it. Her mid-length lilac hair fell over her shoulders from her arched back and matched her lilac eyes. Multi-coloured stars climbed up to her knees and got smaller on the way up, as well as her hands to her shoulders. A blue star was on her left cheek and a red on her right. Light blue 'socks' were loosly on her ankles.
The only abnormalities about this wocky were the antenna that poked out from her hair and the fact that she had six fluffy and soft tails.
She tossed the items she had no interest in behind her, "Ugh...there is nothing of worth here. How am I going to sell artifacts and jewels if I get nothing for them?" She tossed a piece of wood behind her, but jumpped as a 'clank!' was heard. She looked behind her to see that it had fallen into a ditch, but it hit against an old wall-like thing which had odd engravings. She put her bag over her shoulder so that the strap crossed over her torso, picked up her lanturn, and ran over to the wall.
When she approached, she ran her finger along the engravings. Some were endless, yet beautiful, spirals and some were shapes like birds and canines. As she side-stepped, her foot caught on something that was sticking up, and began to fall. Quickly trying to use the wall to save her, she pushed against it, trying to find some sort of ledge but only pushed in a part of the wall. When she hit the ground, a part of the wall began opening like a door. Dust began to slowly creep out and inside looks like a large shadow. The wocky stood up and picked up her fallen lanturn. She slowly began walking inside the mysterious place.
