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~Flying Space Zonkies, Rainbow Pixies, and Cheese-Wielding Rebel Rebel Rebls, OH MY!~

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~Flying Space Zonkies, Rainbow Pixies, and Cheese-Wielding Rebel Rebel Rebls, OH MY!~

Post by Guest on Sat Aug 11, 2012 3:01 am

Drachma. COLD. It was so very cold. Animos didn't quite like the cold, there was condensed water on his teacup, it made him quite cross. Very cross, in fact. He almost kicked the black dogs that continuously moved into his path as he trudged through ice and snow towards a person. A person he'd seen in a dream, or so he believed. One who would make things happen, one who needed...

Cheese.

She needed cheese. A lot of cheese, INFINITE. Cheese. His cheese, to be precise. He knew, because, he dreamed it. His dreams never lied. Even the ones where he was the king of Gelemort, or the Cretan princess, on the run from the law. Those, admittedly, hadn't happened yet, YET, but they were true too, most likely.

At any rate, he trudged onward through snow some more, not having rested in a few days. By now, the black dogs had given up, and he could see people out of the corners of his eyes. Walking at a distance from him, white suited men, following him closely, but not TOO closely. Like the dogs, every time he looked at them, or tried to spot them, they weren't there anymore, and frankly, he was scared. He walked a bit faster as he moved through Drachma's untamed plains of snow, far from civilization, but not TOO far. He had broken into a run, and pretty soon, saw houses and street signs. But... Where they hallucinations from sleep deprivation? Or where they real? He stepped onto the road, staring around, jumping for the sidewalk as a car nearly mowed him down, swerving into a fire hydrant just in time, with curses spat at Animos that the man didn't understand. He walked on.

Soon he was back into the rural-er areas and soon enough, as luck had it, he found a cabin, and there, on the porch of the large-ish cottage-type shelter, was a woman. He knew her, but had never met her, naught but in a dream. "Y-you... I'm h-here TO h-help."

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