11-25-2014, 04:28 PM
The woman was now standing directly behind him, peeking out from behind him curiously. A question from the woman caught his attention and although it seemed more introspective, he answered. "I'm not sure."
He send images to Dawn Wind, questioning the reality of the thing that was approaching. The images sent back disturbed Calvin - it was as real as any of them.
The thing finally materialized through the trees. A nightmare in the form of a demon. It stood perhaps half a foot taller than Calvin himself and was thin. Bat like wings spread from it's back. Its knee joints were backwards from a human's and ended in clawed feet. The arms were thin and ended in sharp talons. From the demons grotesquely nude and leathery form, Calvin could tell the thing was female. He recognized it. It had haunted his dreams the night before. It had followed - or lured - him here.
"Yeah...that's my nightmare."
Calvin said before his hands suddenly flew to his head as his the bow in his hand disappeared.
Images flashed in his mind. Images that made him want to cry. He saw his family dying all over again. All the things that caused him pain as his inner demon attacked. The thoughts of his own death coursed through his mind again. And as suddenly as they began, they stopped.
Pain shot through him and the nightmare was directly in front of him. Hot blood coursed down his chest. He looked down and three distinct lines crossed his chest. They weren't deep enough to kill, but they hurt bad. He also noticed he was standing in the nude -though how that happened he could hardly guess.
He didn't have time to change that. The thing was going for the killing blow and Calvin stepped back, gently pushing the woman behind him. He felt genuine fear as the the thing began to attack. For all he knew it was drawn to his emotions or the embodiment of the demon he had been fighting since that night with Sierra. However, the demon was soon struck by a wolf. It wasn't Dawn Wind. It was a dapper white that told him to focus. The wolf's sending was familiar, but Calvin knew it couldn't be him. He had watched that wolf die.
The wolf pack had arrived, and had begun to distract the wolf. Calvin blushed a bit as he thought of his armor and weapons again bringing them back to his person. He had to face this fear, but had no idea if he could.
Edited by Calvin, Nov 25 2014, 04:29 PM.
He send images to Dawn Wind, questioning the reality of the thing that was approaching. The images sent back disturbed Calvin - it was as real as any of them.
The thing finally materialized through the trees. A nightmare in the form of a demon. It stood perhaps half a foot taller than Calvin himself and was thin. Bat like wings spread from it's back. Its knee joints were backwards from a human's and ended in clawed feet. The arms were thin and ended in sharp talons. From the demons grotesquely nude and leathery form, Calvin could tell the thing was female. He recognized it. It had haunted his dreams the night before. It had followed - or lured - him here.
"Yeah...that's my nightmare."
Calvin said before his hands suddenly flew to his head as his the bow in his hand disappeared.
Images flashed in his mind. Images that made him want to cry. He saw his family dying all over again. All the things that caused him pain as his inner demon attacked. The thoughts of his own death coursed through his mind again. And as suddenly as they began, they stopped.
Pain shot through him and the nightmare was directly in front of him. Hot blood coursed down his chest. He looked down and three distinct lines crossed his chest. They weren't deep enough to kill, but they hurt bad. He also noticed he was standing in the nude -though how that happened he could hardly guess.
He didn't have time to change that. The thing was going for the killing blow and Calvin stepped back, gently pushing the woman behind him. He felt genuine fear as the the thing began to attack. For all he knew it was drawn to his emotions or the embodiment of the demon he had been fighting since that night with Sierra. However, the demon was soon struck by a wolf. It wasn't Dawn Wind. It was a dapper white that told him to focus. The wolf's sending was familiar, but Calvin knew it couldn't be him. He had watched that wolf die.
The wolf pack had arrived, and had begun to distract the wolf. Calvin blushed a bit as he thought of his armor and weapons again bringing them back to his person. He had to face this fear, but had no idea if he could.
Edited by Calvin, Nov 25 2014, 04:29 PM.