A dank and mold-fettered draft wisped into the depths of the cavernous temple until it reached the desolate form of the puma. His mind danced in the void between one world and the next, trying furtively to again find purpose and strength. He clutched his digits tight to his paw pads, feeling the crusted, dried […]
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(USFB): Nine: A Living Grave
Orathone held his breath counting down seconds in the void. It seemed utterly unreal that any sane person would bury another alive, punishment or not. The buck thought it had to be some type of bluff, an attempt to break him and keep him in line. However, it was clear enough that Razien had seen […]
(USFB): Eight: No Good Deed
The morning brought the unburdening of Orathone’s mind. Shadows were vanquished by the sweet rays of amber sunlight. Songbird’s tender choruses swept through the wind on a breeze infused with the calming aromas of nature itself. Yet, what kept Orathone from finding true peace in rising was the frantic tone Litheiuss took as he shook […]
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