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| Skallagrim | April 2 2009, 11:38 AM |
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Deep in the hidden tombs a form stirred and shifts. Slowly the obsidian eyelids fluttered and flickered open, the umber glow from the large eyes indicated a malignancy that spanned eons. Slowly a long arm shot upward into the darkness of the tomb, to grasp the edge of the granite sarcophagus. The audible exhale of trapped air, which had been compressed in lungs that had not been used in millennia, filled the silent chamber with the sounds of life long since forgotten. Rising, the Jackal headed creature peered around the area, the umber eyes flaring and casting off a glow that shaded the hideous muzzle, highlighting the eerie creature visage. Long, lean limbs touched the cold stone floor, the talons screeching against the hard surface as the toes gripped and eased slowly, testing the strength that had been unused for so long the creature feared the limbs would collapse. The wrap that circled the lean waist of the creature swished slightly as the creature moved towards the large door that had been blocked with stones of immense weight and size. Standing before the stones Akram placed long fingered hands against the stones, testing them, a odd little yip escaped the black lips as the being looked at the frame, running his fingers along the edges, then with a howl that filled and echoed through out the tomb, Akram leaned against the stones. The muscles coiled and flexed as they exerted strength that had lay dormant, slowly the stones inched backward, dust dislodged and floated in the air, streaming from the edges they had accumulated over the centuries. Then with a groan of protest the stones gave way as the block slide and tumbled backward, the black from that followed it keep up the pressure until the ancient air of the tomb was greeted and carried by the winds of the desert. The sunlight cast its harsh light on the newly revealed tomb, and the dusky skinned, jackal headed man that stood in the gloomy entrance, slowly breathing in the hot, lung scorching air. Scenario: The ends days have come to pass. The vast magnetic energy lines that criss cross the world erupt as the thin veil between worlds shreds apart. The many worlds where magic and science have merged and overlaid themselves upon the modern earth. Winged horrors and ancient myths have come to life to walk the world that is reeling from the changes, sharing the world with advanced sciences and alien races. |
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