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castleinthemist2012-03-11 06:20 pm
leekspinning) wrote in castleinthemist2012-03-11 06:20 pm
ｆｉｒｓｔ ｓｏｎｇ
She now found herself in a very dark place. At first, she had only looked around, trying to see if maybe, just maybe, she could get an idea of where she might have been; it was for naught, though, it seemed. She couldn't recognize anything. It was just dark.
It was then that she began to panic, frantically reaching her arms out (and being met with very limited arm mobility) and touching the sides of her current location, feeling around for a possible exit to the place.
When she couldn't seem to find one, that was when she started screaming.
Despite her lack of true humanity, tears poured from her eyes and ran down her cheeks; her voice, though synthesized, held the emotion of fear as she screamed for help, pounding on the sides of the place she found herself trapped in. Nothing she did seemed to help.
No, she needed to calm down and think logically about this. It was the only way she would find her way out, right? If nobody was around that she could depend on, she had to depend on herself.
Calming down was not something that was happening easily, though. Every time she tried, she couldn't help but return to the blubbering mess she had been only moments before.
It was now that she had to try the one thing that always managed to calm her down.
Softly at first, and then growing in volume as she continued, a song started to come from one of the sarcophagi.
It was then that she began to panic, frantically reaching her arms out (and being met with very limited arm mobility) and touching the sides of her current location, feeling around for a possible exit to the place.
When she couldn't seem to find one, that was when she started screaming.
Despite her lack of true humanity, tears poured from her eyes and ran down her cheeks; her voice, though synthesized, held the emotion of fear as she screamed for help, pounding on the sides of the place she found herself trapped in. Nothing she did seemed to help.
No, she needed to calm down and think logically about this. It was the only way she would find her way out, right? If nobody was around that she could depend on, she had to depend on herself.
Calming down was not something that was happening easily, though. Every time she tried, she couldn't help but return to the blubbering mess she had been only moments before.
It was now that she had to try the one thing that always managed to calm her down.
Softly at first, and then growing in volume as she continued, a song started to come from one of the sarcophagi.
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He hated this part. Hated having to do it for others and hated having to do it for himself; it was uncomfortable and so frequently resulted in head wounds, but he started trying to rock the sarcophagus enough to set it off balance.