Trisphee - Tazha-Fever

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Originally Posted by Poggio

[align=center]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v2...1at10406AM.png[/align][imgright]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v205/fuyukun/tattoo-1-1.jpg[/imgright][align=center]He stumbled about under the canopy rubbing his eyes. The only color of his eyes that didn’t appear blood red was his irises. He paused against what he thought was a tree. Everything was so annoyingly beautiful that it bothered him. It was fine while he was living with the fairies, for their glamour was the only reason he could look at any of his friends with out going blind. Resting by the tree Baylie wondered how long it would be before they come after him. It was merely by luck that he was out among the forest now. Slumping against the tree, Baylie became vaguely aware of his own breath. What would he do now? Freedom was such a new thing to him in a life of servitude. He found himself picking leaves among the roots. He should find some humans, but where to begin? He wasn’t even sure what humans even look like. Baylie used his hands to cover his eyes in darkness just for a moment. When he removed them the world was still the same. He tried once again delving into the solitude and darkness that he as of late found comforting.

He wasn’t sure how long he had dosed off. The shadows around him had shifted to the left. Baylie awoke to the distant sound of ringing. It sounded like little Christmas bells ringing in the distance. He lifted his head up slowly to see a blue orb flashing in the distance. He silently hopped that it wouldn’t see him. He begged many unforeseen forces that it wouldn’t, however in the end Baylie found himself staggering through the forest trying to avoid a dozen tiny orbs of various colors. They could not do him any harm outside of biting him and stabbing him with sticks. However should they corner him, he was just one whistle away from his former masters beck and call. Baylie ran like a frightened deer, crashing his way through the bush. With out meaning to he stumbled upon an abandoned campsite. Catching his second wind Baylie thought it was a straight sprint to freedom. Some where in the distance beyond the trees he could hear running water. Determined to get beyond the fairies territory, Baylie soon found himself plummeting into darkness and pain. He rolled over in the freshly disturbed earth gazing skywards as his captors closed in and attacked. It was only a matter of time now.
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