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 Post subject: A Christmas Eve
PostPosted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 3:09 pm 

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The padlock turned slowly, the first signs of early rust falling away in flakes to the old cobblestone below. He looked upwards, over worn stone, tired gargoyles. A few of the windows higher up had been broken; one had somehow managed to get a tree branch thrown in through it. He chuckled slightly before pushing open the iron-banded doors. Inside the castle, it was cold, damp, and dark. None of the fireplaces had been maintained except the one in the main foyer, so that was where he made his way. He blew into his hands, his breath misting slightly in the air as he rubbed them together.

He'd been away for some time now, but he'd taken care to make sure that his old haunt was maintained. White sheets fluttered in the wind blowing through the open entrance, briefly revealing chairs, a plush couch, oaken tables and more. The fireplace, when he got to it, was burning low. Barely more than embers in truth. He'd gotten letters, now and then, reminding him that while many familiar faces had gone, they still lingered. Stories left untold, events and persons left unplayed...a great sigh left of him, one composed entirely of regret. So much left undone...

His sigh vanished into a faint, wry smile, as he removed from the plastic bag at his side a small Christmas wreath. He brushed off the mantleplace, his hand covered with grey dust, and set the wreath into place, then glanced to his left, around the fireplace itself. A handful of logs remained, and after a moment, he took one and set it on the embers. Almost reluctantly, the log began to kindle. Satisfied, he went to a chair and pulled off the white sheet, running his hand over it fondly. How many stories...how many tales that had been told, had been written?

"Nothing ever ends," he murmured, and glanced to the sheets covering other chairs, other couches. He went by a different name, these days, much of his time of fire and raging metal and adventure over. Now it was back to elves, magic, swordplay...but even that time was drawing to a close. Soon it would be into space, with lasers and the infinite black sky. But nothing ever really ended.

"A merry Christmas Eve to you, Axalon, to those still with us, to those that have moved on, and to those that may stop by tonight just to chat," he said, speaking to no one in particular, before looking to the west, where one of several staircases wound up high into a castle tower. He'd have to start another fire, in one of them. Hot, and bright. Just in case someone was looking...and then he scowled. "Should have imagined in some elevators. ...tch."

But he climbed all the same, and before too long, there were homefires once again in the towers of The Dark One's castle.

Just in case...


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 Post subject: Re: A Christmas Eve
PostPosted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 9:11 pm 
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It was cold.

The fresh snow covered the forest.

Jungle had been tracking a herd of deer.

Establishing a makeshift shelter, he settled in for the night.

As Jungle closed his eyes however he felt something... a feeling he had not felt in a long time...

Clutching his cain, Jungle headed off into the darkness.

A break in the tree line revealed lights in the near distance.

The origin was the Dark One's castle.

<i>Pyre</i>.

Suddenly the wind picked up and the snow fall resumed. Instantly the temperature dropped. Jungle knew he had to find shelter quickly. Unfortunately he lost track of where his camp was.

Eying Pyre's castle, he knew he had no choice except to head for it...


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 Post subject: Re: A Christmas Eve
PostPosted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 8:31 pm 
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Slidding down his battle mask, Jungle cautiously opened the door. It was near zero degrees outside, so his options were few to none.

Upon entry into the grand hall, Jungle spotted the roaring fire and the Christmas Wreath displayed above.

His body tensed.

One hand gripped his cain. The other? The handle of his sword.


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 Post subject: Re: A Christmas Eve
PostPosted: Wed Dec 29, 2010 1:53 pm 

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"Old man, if I didn't know better, I'd say you were physically incapable of letting down your guard," a very human voice said, sounding amused. 'Pyre' was wearing a black, soft looking winter coat, boots, and didn't seem to be carrying a sword at all. He blew on his hands, smiling wryly. "Frankly, I wasn't sure if anybody was going to show up."


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 Post subject: Re: A Christmas Eve
PostPosted: Wed Dec 29, 2010 9:22 pm 
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Jungle shrugged as he relinquished the grip of his weapon. “Chalk it up to chance, coincidence and inadvertent mistakes… nonetheless, it’s nice to see you.”

Feeling his legs beginning to stiffen, Jungle walked past Pyre and closer to the fire. “I’ve been tracking a herd of deer for the past several days. Each time the server crashes and reboots the landscape changes… so I must of ventured onto the edge of your territory without realizing it. My apologies.”

Jungle shifted the weight of his body onto his cane. “I plan to resume the hunt tomorrow but I would be appreciative of shelter for the night.”


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 Post subject: Re: A Christmas Eve
PostPosted: Thu Dec 30, 2010 12:09 pm 

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"Of course. Mi casa es su casa," came the reply. He gestured to any one of the still-covered pieces of furniture. "As you can see, there's no shortage of places to sit. Funny you would mention the shifting landscape. The castle wasn't quite where I had left it last time. Still. It's standing." Pyre smiled slightly. "And that's something."


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 Post subject: Re: A Christmas Eve
PostPosted: Fri Dec 31, 2010 12:19 am 
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Pulling the sheet off the couch, Jungle removed his battle mask and sword and snow covered coat, before plopping down.

Jungle looked around, not presently recalling the last time he was here.

"You're welcome to join me on the hunt tomorrow..."


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 Post subject: Re: A Christmas Eve
PostPosted: Thu Dec 29, 2011 12:06 am 
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Silence.

Rising from the couch, Jungle grabbed the frozen Pyre's wrist and noted that the Dark One's ICQ devise read as 'offline.'

Jungle sighed.

The Dark Warrior built up the fire and hunkered down for the night.

As day broke, Jungle resumed his journey, bidding Pyre a farewell nod.

Fresh covered snow removed any trace of his tracks from the night before, but following his gut, Jungle stumbled back to his encampment. As he gathered his supplies, he took note of the silence, the unusual silence.

In truth he had lost all track of time and wasn't even certain when he had left his fortress to begin his journey.

He wasn't quite sure why he was even still out here.

Wasn't quite sure if he had anything to go back to.

In the tree line he heard sounds of twigs cracking - the hunt resumed.

A slight smile formed upon his face as his battle mask lowered.


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 Post subject: Re: A Christmas Eve
PostPosted: Sat Dec 31, 2011 11:20 am 
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Purched in a tree, body conforming to its shape, such that only a careful gaze would reveal his form, sat Jungle.

He was observing the long sought deer herd.

He watched them carefully feed upon the brush below, eyes wide, ears twitching, always on the alert.

The winter was beginning to turn to spring, thus the deer had a rather motley appearance as their winter coats were beginning to fall off in favor of a lighter spring one.

Sounds of the melting snow could be heard about as it fell in clumps off the tree branches or turned to water and dripped down like rain.

With each sound, the deer paused and upon confirming there was no danger, resumed eating.

Jungle timed his breathing with the background sounds.

Less than 4 yards away he was perched.

He had been perched for hours, just watching.

The opportunity to deal a killing blow had come and gone, come and gone and come and gone. Yet, there he sat.

All these months, perhaps years by this point, the chance had come and gone, come and gone and come and gone.

It had slowly become less about the deer and more about just being out here.

A large crashing sound breaks the tranquility and the deer run off.

Jungle gave pause - that was no natural sound... it was more of an explosion.

Was someone else out here?

As the deer ran away from the sound, Jungle ran toward it, grunting as his feet hit the ground.


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 Post subject: Re: A Christmas Eve
PostPosted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 10:20 pm 
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(See Ice's 'Winter Solstice Visit' thread for continuation)


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