08-06-2008, 12:47 AM
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He didn’t know how long the walk had taken. It had been dark for hours, and a stitch had formed in his side long ago. Desperation had driven him along, even when the sky opened up. At first it had just been drizzle, soft and quiet. Then the rain had come down and soaked them both clean through. This worried Ahren because if Laruku did not die from this disease, he could die from the weather in his bones. Coughing and struggling, he had crossed the border and stood there, knees locked, panting.
The rain had stopped maybe half an hour ago. Like phantoms from the mist they had crossed into this new world, one carrying a disease and the other just starting to show the signs. Thick fog was starting to creep in around his feet, and the whole world seemed ethereal, unreal. Shaking his blonde hair from his face, Ahren called out. “Laurel!” He didn’t have the strength to howl, and his voice was a raspy, heavy thing.
He didn’t know how long the walk had taken. It had been dark for hours, and a stitch had formed in his side long ago. Desperation had driven him along, even when the sky opened up. At first it had just been drizzle, soft and quiet. Then the rain had come down and soaked them both clean through. This worried Ahren because if Laruku did not die from this disease, he could die from the weather in his bones. Coughing and struggling, he had crossed the border and stood there, knees locked, panting.
The rain had stopped maybe half an hour ago. Like phantoms from the mist they had crossed into this new world, one carrying a disease and the other just starting to show the signs. Thick fog was starting to creep in around his feet, and the whole world seemed ethereal, unreal. Shaking his blonde hair from his face, Ahren called out. “Laurel!” He didn’t have the strength to howl, and his voice was a raspy, heavy thing.