Tale_Weaver
First Post
Emerson's Farm
William furrows his brow at Koln and his odd staring. He looks over at Clover and then at the horseshoe. He takes it from her and stares at it studying it carefully, he seems to take notice of something that is written on it "Is this...?" He then staggers back as if he lost his balance. He starts looking all around him as if some invisible force is tormenting him. In between panicked breaths he says "Oh no mother!" "Father!" "Trapped in that old house! I never knew!" The horseshoe starts to glow a faint greenish blue color and William begins to calm down. He reaches out in front of him as if trying to touch someone or something that he sees "I'm sorry mother...I can't live like this anymore.....I understand..." he says as he embraces the air. The horseshoe's light starts to fade and you can hear William whisper "Goodbye..."
He stands still with his back to the group completely silent. He looks up as a figure comes out of the woods. Lacey strolls out nonchalantly as if in her own world. She is holding a paper bag which from the looks of it is holding some kind of bottle. She walks by William waving at him as she goes by and hands Clover the bag. She says "It's another one of those bottles, I think this guy is some kind of drunk!" and in a quieter voice she whispers to Clover "But he is pretty cute, have you asked him out yet?"
William turns around to face everyone "I don't know who you are but I have to thank you for bringing this to me, it was a very important part of my life at one time...back when I had life... I think I have to explain some things to you all. You must have been to my old estate." He motions towards the farmhouse "Please, let us talk inside."
Clover continued to stare straight back into Emerson's face, feeling alarmingly bare under his gaze.
'It's like he can see right through me. Like he's trying to decide if I'd make a good snack...'
Despite his ugliness, she liked him. He was as cautious as she would be in a situation like this. And though she felt threatened by his presence, she found comfort and strength in the knowledge that he felt not unlike herself. Confident. Bold. Calculating. And sincerely businesslike in his attitude. He expected no crap from anyone. And he would extend the same courtesy.
Reaching blindly, she pulled out the piece of bent metal from her pocketbook. She extended it towards him prongs up (to keep in the luck!) and quirked an eyebrow, "We believe you're missing this? If not, that's ok. Just take it. Really. I won't miss it."
William furrows his brow at Koln and his odd staring. He looks over at Clover and then at the horseshoe. He takes it from her and stares at it studying it carefully, he seems to take notice of something that is written on it "Is this...?" He then staggers back as if he lost his balance. He starts looking all around him as if some invisible force is tormenting him. In between panicked breaths he says "Oh no mother!" "Father!" "Trapped in that old house! I never knew!" The horseshoe starts to glow a faint greenish blue color and William begins to calm down. He reaches out in front of him as if trying to touch someone or something that he sees "I'm sorry mother...I can't live like this anymore.....I understand..." he says as he embraces the air. The horseshoe's light starts to fade and you can hear William whisper "Goodbye..."
He stands still with his back to the group completely silent. He looks up as a figure comes out of the woods. Lacey strolls out nonchalantly as if in her own world. She is holding a paper bag which from the looks of it is holding some kind of bottle. She walks by William waving at him as she goes by and hands Clover the bag. She says "It's another one of those bottles, I think this guy is some kind of drunk!" and in a quieter voice she whispers to Clover "But he is pretty cute, have you asked him out yet?"
William turns around to face everyone "I don't know who you are but I have to thank you for bringing this to me, it was a very important part of my life at one time...back when I had life... I think I have to explain some things to you all. You must have been to my old estate." He motions towards the farmhouse "Please, let us talk inside."