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<blockquote data-quote="PwrMnky" data-source="post: 4432345" data-attributes="member: 48096"><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: white"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Herod. It's my name.</span></span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: white"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">It's everything my mom ever gave me. She was a town prostitute. Eventually vilified by the church and quartered by horse in the town center. </span></span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: white"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">The same church I know survive under. And the same town center littered with debris from the influx of undead armies. My townspeople were slaughtered. We were flooded with legions of undead. </span></span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: white"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Right now I lead a donkey and small cart into the neighboring towne. The wooden wheel squeaks as I walk along a roughly hewn road. Most of the trade has been scared away by roaming undead. </span></span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: white"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">And it was when my head was down that it came ...</span></span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: white"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">It was when I was looking at my feet land one after the other on a dirt road, that it came ...</span></span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: white"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">I looked like a woman's hair. The mist. It had weight to it. It was white and full as it curled around me. When I carried my head up I told myself, "Herod, this is unnatural."</span></span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: white"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">There wasn't enough moisture in the air to create this mist. It floated through me. Wide like a brick wall for miles. Thick like a fat aunt trying to hug you. I freed up my hands and drew my sword. </span></span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: white"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">That.</span></span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: white"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">That right there.</span></span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: white"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">I get it ...</span></span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="color: white"><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">That's when I lost my donkey and cart.</span></span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">I walked forward with caution. What we do in life, echoes in enternity. They may take my life but they'll never take my- </span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">A man.</span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">... I think.</span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">He stood there in the middle of the mist.</span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">... as if he owned it.</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="PwrMnky, post: 4432345, member: 48096"] [FONT=Arial][COLOR=white][FONT=Arial]Herod. It's my name.[/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=white][FONT=Arial] [/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=white][FONT=Arial]It's everything my mom ever gave me. She was a town prostitute. Eventually vilified by the church and quartered by horse in the town center. [/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=white][FONT=Arial] [/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=white][FONT=Arial]The same church I know survive under. And the same town center littered with debris from the influx of undead armies. My townspeople were slaughtered. We were flooded with legions of undead. [/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=white][FONT=Arial] [/FONT][/COLOR] [COLOR=white][FONT=Arial]Right now I lead a donkey and small cart into the neighboring towne. The wooden wheel squeaks as I walk along a roughly hewn road. Most of the trade has been scared away by roaming undead. [/FONT][/COLOR][COLOR=white][/COLOR] [COLOR=white][SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] [/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR] [COLOR=white][FONT=Arial]And it was when my head was down that it came ...[/FONT][/COLOR][COLOR=white][/COLOR] [COLOR=white][SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] [/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR] [COLOR=white][FONT=Arial]It was when I was looking at my feet land one after the other on a dirt road, that it came ...[/FONT][/COLOR][COLOR=white][/COLOR] [COLOR=white][SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] [/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR] [COLOR=white][FONT=Arial]I looked like a woman's hair. The mist. It had weight to it. It was white and full as it curled around me. When I carried my head up I told myself, "Herod, this is unnatural."[/FONT][/COLOR][COLOR=white][/COLOR] [COLOR=white][SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] [/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR] [COLOR=white][FONT=Arial]There wasn't enough moisture in the air to create this mist. It floated through me. Wide like a brick wall for miles. Thick like a fat aunt trying to hug you. I freed up my hands and drew my sword. [/FONT][/COLOR][COLOR=white][/COLOR] [COLOR=white][SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] [/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR] [COLOR=white][FONT=Arial]That.[/FONT][/COLOR][COLOR=white][/COLOR] [COLOR=white][SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] [/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR] [COLOR=white][FONT=Arial]That right there.[/FONT][/COLOR][COLOR=white][/COLOR] [COLOR=white][SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] [/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR] [COLOR=white][FONT=Arial]I get it ...[/FONT][/COLOR][COLOR=white][/COLOR] [COLOR=white][SIZE=3][FONT=Times New Roman] [/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR] [COLOR=white][FONT=Arial]That's when I lost my donkey and cart.[/FONT][/COLOR][COLOR=white][/COLOR] [FONT=Arial][COLOR=#000000] [/COLOR][/FONT] I walked forward with caution. What we do in life, echoes in enternity. They may take my life but they'll never take my- A man. ... I think. He stood there in the middle of the mist. ... as if he owned it.[/FONT] [COLOR=white][/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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