By the time I found the bush it was beginning to get dark. I took my bow and arrows, put them on my back too, and looked for a suitable tree at once.
It took me longer than expected, there weren't many good tree's in that area. After a while, and with much lower demands, I found one with a fork quite high above the ground. It didn't look well climbable either, but it was either that or the risk of getting a head shorter.
I managed to get up there in the end, but the sun had been down for some time already. I chewed on another part of the dried meat. I did like the taste of it. A bit salty, bit spicy, then this quite harsh smoky-ness to it. And something more... but I didn't know what. Didn't remind me of anything I've eaten or smelled before.
I thought about it for some time, falling asleep while doing so.
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Sam Rosenthal: six: thirteen (stretch mix 1)
It was exhausting to walk through the forest. My throat was dry as bone. But it was worth the struggle. After roaming through the forest for a while I found a small pond. Thinking about it afterwards I should have been more cautious. There could have been something wrong with the water. Instead I fell to my knees in front of it, pushed my face into the water and gulped down as much as I could. I felt how the cool water ran down my throat and moistened every bit down to my stomach.
I felt relieved as I sat up again. Not only because I finally got some water, but also because I got some of it onto my neck too. I didn't notice much how itchy the necklace was since I woke up but I felt the relief as I got some water on my neck.
Picture Forest by IIDanmrak
Music Sam Rosenthal: six: thirteen (stretch mix 1)
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I looked at my hand for a moment clenched it in triumph
Moments later I was lying there anew with that fucktard right beside me
''Are you ready to lose to me another time?''
''Not this time.'' I said grinning
I held up my right hand
Closed my eyes
Concentrated
Drove the energy from deep inside into it
As I opened my eyes again they were there.
Those deep black talon like claws My skin slowly falling off, revealing what is beneath
It was difficult to hide my agony the pain of the transformation was tormenting but I managed
I was still grinning, like a maniac and I looked at him, saw fear in his eyes
I felt amazing,
POWERFUL
''Hey, you're cheating. That ain't part of your body''
''I made it part of mine''
Then his face turned
He began grinning it felt like looking in a mirror and then I realized
This wasn't me
''That's all I wanted to hear, boy. You may pass''
Picture Glowing by Eemeling [EDITED]
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I woke up in the forest. The clearing was familiar, the sun was shining.
For a moment there I believed it was all just a bad dream. That I still was the little boy from back then who had just lost his parents. Who just escaped from that maniac.
But as I looked down on me, looked at my hands, I noticed; I wasn't. It hadn't been just a bad dream, I wasn't that young boy again who just had lost his parents. Hadn't just escaped from that maniac. I was still this... monster. Abomination. IT. I screamed.
I expected that even the people in town heard that screech, but I didn't care. My life as Bjorn was over, now I was this... thing. May they come and end my life, if you could call it that.
Picture Master Study: Forest Sunrise by Illustrum
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Calm Panic
Blood. I had blood on my hands. BLOOD. Why do I have blood on my hands? Whose is it?
I went back to the pond to wash it off, but it wasn't there. I remember wich way I had to go and I was sure I went in the right direction but the pond was gone.
I followed my own footsteps back to the tree to double check. As I came to it I noticed that there were bloodstains all the way up to the branch I was on. And this wasn't at all the tree I climbed up last night. How did I get here?
Picture Blood on Cloak by mohzart [EDITED]
Music Calm Panic from P.T.
Note from the Author
Hope you do like the story so far. And that my writing is not too horrifying :D But anyway, I'm always happy about some feedback so just send it my way ;)
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I just ignored him in that moment, even considering that for a moment could have been a severe risk.
Another high swing from Lord Whatever. I managed to pull myself together and dodge it, even tho I had to use my left leg again.
AAARGHHH!!! without this leg... could beat him... attacks... too open
Another high swing. He seemed to be getting slower, taking longer between each swing. They didn't look as powerful anymore either.
I noticed something moving in the corner of my eye. I risked a short look only to see that his hound was about to jump at me. I held up my arm as defense. He bit right into it.
Lord High-and-mighty grinned at me triumphantly.
Suddenly something gripped and pulled on my other arm too. I took a quick look
Another hound? From where?
A short hissing sound behind me. Then something hit me in the back. It pushed me to my knees.
I looked down at myself, something metal-ish gray and pointy was protruding at the side of my stomach. I couldn't make it out clearly, my sight got blurry all of sudden.
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That was by far easier said than done
I waited two days and nights by the road but not a single person came by Why hasn't anyone come by this road yet? No, don't give up now, you need some clothes you gotta be more patient.
So I waited.
Three more days I waited Then finally someone came by
A man. He was wairing a basket on his back, probably filled with stuff he wants to sell somewhere. He was older than me, already had snow white hair but he was very young for having such white hair. Last time I saw Martin he probably was older, and had just grey hair Guess it's different from person to person
I followed him for a while it was hard to attack him This helpless, innocent, old man who just was looking forward to earn some coin
Still I had to do it Either that or I had to wait even longer
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Path to Darkness
I am a traveler. Some might call me an adventurer but I myself, see me only as traveler. I traveled far and wide, slayed both beast and man... But I'll start with the beginning.
I am... was an orphan. The village got burned down... fucking mercenaries, fucking KING... killed my father, killed my mother. The only thing I have left of them is this necklace. It's itchy but I never take it off.
Martin & Ruth took me in. Thanks to them the rest of my childhood was ...kinda normal. I began learning the smith's trade.
Then... I found... met... someone. No. SomeTHING. IT is what made me start my travels. Through Towns, Cities, Forests. Fighting both beast and man. And learning. I never stopped learning. Man, Beast, Nature. Simply everything that could somehow be related to IT. In the end... No... *grins* I won't spoil the fun.
My name? Bjorn. You might hear more from me in the future
Picture Traveler by iZonbi
Music Path to Darkness by Adrian von Ziegler Bandcamp, Youtube
Note from the Author Thanks for reading. Hope you liked it. If not I hope you leave some critique, but please stay constructive ;) Further a Pleasant day and a good weekend to you
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' 'tis 'im! Guards! Guards! Capture dis monster!' All people stopped up immediately, and all gazed upon wich the man was pointing.
Me.
Two guards came. Both with there sword drawn, but as they noticed there was no danger, they sheated them again. 'What's happenen eya?' One of the guards asked
'Dis fel -- tin' dare, it ate me game.'
'Coost be a bit mower specific? Yom a hunter, many people ate the mate yaouw bren. That is naaa crime'
'Naw. Yer don't git waaat oi say. Yer man ate me game. Oi 'ad jist shot it, den yer man 'oofed over ter it. As oi came ter 'imself an' asked waaat yer man wus doin' 'is bake wus al' deformed wi' razorsharp teet an' yer man 'ad claws.'
The guards looked at each other. They had to hold back their laughter 'Is that the same kind of story loike that 'un with the three-headed elk yaouw met?'
The man was baffled 'Naw! listen ter me-'
The guards nearly pissed themselves from laughing 'It's alrooight, we'll let yaouw get awoy with this unneeded call fer help since yaouw gave us a bostin loff.'
Picture Deer-ner is Served by Hjoldir-Hildwulf [EDITED]
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I'm a guy from Norway, 96 model. But enough about me, on this blog you'll mostly find stuff about Bjorn. Maybe I'll add a few short stories of other characters too after a while but for now it's Bjorn.
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