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07-24-2008, 02:18 AM
Another randomly typed story that I do plan on finishing. I really like it so far. :3
Typing randomingly is funtastic!
Drifting out of reality; being drowned in a dream; they resurfaced feeling ashamed at their foolishness. Being embarrassed by being proved wrong and worst of all by a boy. They stared before them, mouths dropped. The boy grin was a smug one, one that said that they were wrong and he was right. He had proven himself right and was going to soak it all in. The two grown men beside him shared his happiness, even they they were proven incorrect. She was an amazingly beautiful woman, not aged at all after millions of years. The two men took three steps back as the boy went towards her. It was a great moment for them to discover her.
It all went wrong; it was supposed to be a peaceful encounter; she lied. The stunning being was frightened; fear welled up in her as she knew she was going to see her once kind again. The boy tried to help her be a part of them; tried to help her be less lonely, but she acted like a cornered animal and killed him. The boy was so young and fragile that he was ended quickly and painlessly. It still ached her inside to do such a thing; it wasn't his time to go.
The men scampered away carrying the weight of the dead boy with them. Bite marks that resembled a snake's gushed blood down the boy's throat and chest. They couldn't believe she did this to the boy. He was her friend; a family member of hers. They didn't now how she could have mustered up the heart to slaughter him like this. It wasn't right. Were they all in danger too. This sent the men's legs pumping faster; they maneuvered around trees and plant life. The sun was setting quicker; it was becoming darker. They felt screams build up in their throats as it became darker. The corpse tumbled to the ground; they left him that way; no proper burial seemed to be in the corpse’s future.
Typing randomingly is funtastic!
Drifting out of reality; being drowned in a dream; they resurfaced feeling ashamed at their foolishness. Being embarrassed by being proved wrong and worst of all by a boy. They stared before them, mouths dropped. The boy grin was a smug one, one that said that they were wrong and he was right. He had proven himself right and was going to soak it all in. The two grown men beside him shared his happiness, even they they were proven incorrect. She was an amazingly beautiful woman, not aged at all after millions of years. The two men took three steps back as the boy went towards her. It was a great moment for them to discover her.
It all went wrong; it was supposed to be a peaceful encounter; she lied. The stunning being was frightened; fear welled up in her as she knew she was going to see her once kind again. The boy tried to help her be a part of them; tried to help her be less lonely, but she acted like a cornered animal and killed him. The boy was so young and fragile that he was ended quickly and painlessly. It still ached her inside to do such a thing; it wasn't his time to go.
The men scampered away carrying the weight of the dead boy with them. Bite marks that resembled a snake's gushed blood down the boy's throat and chest. They couldn't believe she did this to the boy. He was her friend; a family member of hers. They didn't now how she could have mustered up the heart to slaughter him like this. It wasn't right. Were they all in danger too. This sent the men's legs pumping faster; they maneuvered around trees and plant life. The sun was setting quicker; it was becoming darker. They felt screams build up in their throats as it became darker. The corpse tumbled to the ground; they left him that way; no proper burial seemed to be in the corpse’s future.