02-28-2019, 04:50 AM
(02-27-2019, 12:03 AM)achroma Wrote: Simply put, Feizel begins to scream, knowing what is to come, what abomination lurks near by. He wanted to run. he needed to run. He dropped his bag and made an attempt to dash to an incline and throw himself down, hoping to tumble away from this monster, as he feared that walking might not be an option
Feizel runs, and runs. And yet his feet do not carry him anywhere. As if the world refused to move around him. It starts to cloud his vision, suffocating, hopeless, painful. Screaming, pleas for help hurt his ears, it's so loud. And yet it seeks to draw him in, such a strong pull. He feels a sudden grip on his shoulder, but there's nothing there. The eyes, they're everywhere. They watch him, he can see them now, he can see the twisted silhouette in front of him of the pained avali that screamed in his ears, so familiar.
And then his eyes open. A guard stands over him checking if he's okay as his hearing fades back into use. "-ello, can you hear me?" Feizel was laying in the snow where he had been standing before. The bag sat next to him, currently still unopened. They appeared to be preparing to carefully move him. Having already covered him in a blanket of some sort to keep him protected from the unsanitary air. It was in fact three town guards. Coming to reconnoiter the area once more and having found him.