Overture Downs I smell your fear, I smell your fear
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Winter wails unabated 'cross the lands, searing all with ice. As punishing as the elements are, Natjuk drives on in short-term spurts. Each mighty boreas that lambasts his insignificant form wears him down. A lack of food has made this excursion far more harrying.

There is a slope ahead, hiding within it a cadaverous cluster of trees. An adequate shelter as any. Natjuk makes his way down, slipping into cover. Frost knots itself within his furs. Momentarily forgotten, the loner sinks into the heart of this place. He'll find some hollow and -

Is someone...talking? Natjuk adjusts his course, heading for the sound of chatter. He comes upon a monotone male, having a chat with...with the trees? With himself? He knows not. Chances are the frosts have reached his brain. He'll be dead by morning, if so.

Natjuk watches him mutely with no expression.
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I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Rakk - December 18, 2018, 01:07 PM
RE: I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Natjuk - December 18, 2018, 11:26 PM
RE: I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Rakk - December 19, 2018, 06:30 AM
RE: I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Natjuk - December 19, 2018, 05:05 PM
RE: I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Rakk - December 20, 2018, 04:27 AM
RE: I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Natjuk - December 20, 2018, 05:57 PM
RE: I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Rakk - December 21, 2018, 02:16 PM
RE: I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Natjuk - December 21, 2018, 05:41 PM
RE: I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Rakk - December 21, 2018, 06:38 PM
RE: I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Natjuk - December 21, 2018, 07:21 PM
RE: I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Rakk - December 21, 2018, 07:42 PM
RE: I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Natjuk - December 21, 2018, 08:13 PM