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| Topic Started: Thu Apr 22, 2010 7:46 pm (62 Views) | |
| Edward A. Wolfram | Thu Apr 22, 2010 7:46 pm Post #1 |
 
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Wolfram had been wandering the forest for some time, enjoying the new life brought forth by spring. Rabbits hobbled out of holes, birds chirped in trees, even a few squirrels fled back and forth. Having come in the dead of night, it was nice to see everything waking up; as if truly witnessing spring firsthand. He turned a corner to see a rather large clearing, and smiled at the small rabbit he saw there, along with a single rose. It wasn't necessarily common to see such plant life in the middle of grass and, curious if it was not more than met the eye, he moved towards it- Stopping abruptly when a zombie erupted from the bushes, stumbling towards the rabbit with salivating jaws. The blond frowned but made no move to save the bunny; it was nature's way after all, and the zombie had as much right to food as the rabbit. The rotting corpse leaned forwards, a large blot of saliva dropping from its gnashing jaws and onto the petals of the rose, causing it to buckle under the weight. The rabbit looked up to it and twitched its nose. Then a beam of pure energy erupted from its throat, its eyes glowing red, and the head wastaken clean off the undead body. Its now headless corpse hit the ground with a thump, and the rabbit merely closed its jaws, eyes going back to their wide-eyed splendour. Nose twitching again, it sniffed tenatively at the rose; then it hopped off, clearly disinterested. Wolfram spent a long time staring. |
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