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Message: <blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 936404" data-attributes="member: 9255">UNDER A DARKSUNSEGMENT 071“The Color of the Sky”The creature was rare.  It was nearly extinct.  It would look beautiful on her wall.  The Nibenese hunter moved closer to the forest animal.  It was a rare white-spotted Antelope.  They are prized trophies to hunters.  The animals had a near magical or psionic sense of its environment.  Anicalla Pollace had spent two days tracking it and now had only advanced a mere 300ft in the past four hours as she inched onto it.  She slowly and silently drew back the bowstring and aimed.  The animal flicked it’s tail twice and froze.  It cocked its head then suddenly bolted deep into the thicker brush.  Anicalla cursed.  Cursed hard.She knew she could not outrun it so she carefully put her weapons back and began to track the legendary myth once more.  She was unsure how the creature detected her and pondered this for the remainder of her hunting trip.Ten minutes later the very ground the creature was standing on jumped.  A muffled sound came from somewhere nearby.  A short stillness and quiet then it jumped again.  This time raw earth split and tore free from the grass.  A few more moments then a third and fourth jump of the earth occurred.  On the fifth an audible thump and sputter was heard then a hand in a black glove burst free from the underworld.  It retracted quickly and the sounds of spitting and sputtering were easily heard.  With a loud grunt, Mania forced his dirty body up through the earth.  His eyes wild as he feared becoming pinned he tore to earth and climbed out.   He rolled onto his back and took many deep breaths.  “Don’t forget me!” came from the hole.He crawled to hole and felt for his magical bag.  He thought about a rope he had placed within it a few days earlier and pulled it out.  “Catch”Cosa was not a good climber and even with the rope had a hard time getting out.  “I can’t believe it.  Only you could stumble onto a trapdoor that is buried under ten feet of earth and only you would dig up through it to the surface.  If I didn’t know better, I would think you are becoming overly concerned with being entombed.”  She now thumps herself down on the grass next to her lover.“I think I love the sick putrid color of the sky after all.” Replies Mania with a smile.They lay there quiet looking at the sky through the trees resting for another 10 minutes before getting up and leaving.</blockquote>

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