Seek Seek, Find Find

[Agani de'Luah]

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He was lost. Thoroughly, completely, perfectly, utterly and hopelessly lost.



He needed more adjectives to describe how lost he was.



Agani laid his head in his hands and groaned. The tree at his back poked him in an attempt to get his attention, but he ignored it. His pack lay spilled on the pine needles, ink and jewellry and needles and books lay haphazardly across the forest floor, and he didn't have the energy to pick it up. He was lost! Wherever would he find the energy to clean up. It was embarassing to be a werewolf and be lost, for heaven's sake.



The nightfall was what had ruined him, as the trees played tricks on his eyes and made the western sunset vanish and dance on him. Then suddenly up was down and left was right and he was lost. He needed a guide, but the stars were hidden behind the clouds, and he had never had a very good sense of direction to begin with.



After all, this had all begun when he had fallen down a hole.

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