Monday, June 22, 2009

Alright, this is CERTAINLY weird.
Blogging in the middle of the night, I mean :(

*haiz* I guess I'm getting influenced by mood swings again D:

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Leaves and twigs crushed beneath her boots and she followed the trail of the Demoniac Forest towards the Hidden Village. She felt the presence of an uneasiness or rather, a nervousness feeling for the unknown. She clenched her fists into balls until the white of her knuckles was visible.

Not in that direction, she thought to herself. I've debated with myself too many times about this. I must not turn back, no matter what happens. If they refuse to help.... But she let the sentence hang. She admitted it, she do not know what she would do if the villagers refused to help. Sighing, she thought she should have planned for a backup plan so that if all else fails, least she might get a second shot at returning home... and Plan A was not fool-proof at all.

She snapped her head up. Someone, or something was watching her. She looked around the tall trees for any signs of menacing silhouettes threatening her life. Nothing. She looked behind her. Nothing. Out of the corner of her eye-

-was nothing.
"Oh, that's a surprise," came a voice. "I never knew you could sense something. What is it you are sensing, thin air? Leaves, maybe?"

She looked at him with pure annoyance. "I felt something was watching me... like... a demon?" she told her companion.

"Pfffffffft! Excuse me, little lady, but let me do the tracking or sensing. I'm a Hunter, and you are not," he said, arrogantly. She stopped short, standing her ground. "I know what I felt."

"And I know that there's nothing out here. Not yet anyways. The sun is still up, and those creatures playing in your mind aren't going to come out anytime soon, not unless they want to be at a disadvantage with an experienced Hunter," he informed her grimly. He turned around to face her, his hand at his side, stroking the handle of his sword. In that stance, she could see that he was ready to expect the unexpected. Which was always, as usual. She sigh, letting the battle go.

"You are absolutely sure you didn't hear or feel any movement at all?"

"Not a slight vibration in the air, no," he answered after a slight hesitation. "It was most probably your imagination. All that nervousness will make you sick."

She smiled a half-smiled, feeling humoured. "You maybe right. The sooner we finish this, the better."

They turned toward the path and continued on walking. Little did they know the eyes of the.....

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Alright, story's over. [IF you were reading it in the first place. =.= ]

I can't believe I just wrote that out. I should delete it.

Nah, let it be there. But if I find any material that has copied this 'short story' whole or partially... you betta watch out!
LOL, like anyone would take it.

It sounds a little lame to me =x

Yeah, my friend. A LITTLE.

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