My Lucky Rabbit's Foot Ch. 1My Lucky Rabbit's Foot Ch. 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A lone rabbit sat dejectedly upon a cold, stone floor. His ebony fur, with only his face showing any white whatsoever, was smothered in caked dirt and dried blood. Probably from the many beatings that he had received in his time of captivity. Clasped to his neck, wrists, and ankles were magic-restraining chains, keeping him from trying to escape from his small prison. His sky blue and black jacket and shorts were tattered and worn, rips and tears being seen on every place imaginable on them. It seemed that they were also a bit too small for him.
Outside of the room, a single torch is lit, allowing a small amount of light to reflect into the cell, the only light, other than his own, that was visible. The rabbit looked up, the light from the fire illuminating his sad aquamarine eyes. That light source, small as it may be, was one of the only things he could grasp onto to keep from losing himself.
He had been trapped in this place for twelve years now. Twelve years since he'd b
My Lucky Rabbit's Foot Ch. 2My Lucky Rabbit's Foot Ch. 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The sounds of rushing water could be heard as Oswald slowly started to regain his senses. 'Ugh how long have I been out?' He asked himself as he opened his eyes. His vision was blurry at first, but, the longer he kept them open, the more clear things became. Finally, he was able to open his eyes completely, allowing himself to take in his surroundings.
He was lying on the ground, a pile of leaves underneath him, keeping him comfortable. Next thing he noticed was the fire that was crackling and popping a semi-safe distance away, the heat warming him up considerably. He carefully pushed himself up, afraid that his wounds were going to give him trouble. But, when he looked down upon himself, he noticed that he didn't feel any pain at all. In fact, there wasn't a single cut on him.
Only his clothes were tore up, the jacket and pants beyond repair.
He sighed blissfully before becoming aware that Alayn wasn't with him. He looked around the small campsite, but couldn't see her at all. Os
My Lucky Rabbit's Foot Ch. 4My Lucky Rabbit's Foot Ch. 42 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
After walking through, what looked like an abandoned festival of sorts, they arrived at a small village, which, for some reason, seemed strangely empty, the addition of rain making the gloomy feeling the village was giving all the more strong.
Alayn frowned as she gazed at the village, trying to see if there was anyone in the vicinity at all. "Where where is everyone? Nottingham is usually full of people at this hour."
"Maybe they're all having a party at someone's house!" Mark chimed in.
Kyra shook her head. "Mark, I don't think that's it. People don't usually hold a party when it's raining."
"Well, it was only a suggestion! It's not like I see any of you trying to figure out why!" The marten exclaimed.
Oswald ignored Mark as he gazed around the town. He could feel himself give an involuntary shudder, not just from the cold rain, but because of the wave of uneasiness that fell over him. "Alayn I don't think we should be out here right now "
Kyra grabbed Alayn's arm, sto
My Lucky Rabbit's Foot Ch. 3My Lucky Rabbit's Foot Ch. 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was about an hour until the sun would rise and both Alayn and Oswald were soundly sleeping. Well, they were until Alayn bolted upright in a cold sweat. She could feel tears streaming down her face as she held her head in her hands. She sighed softly as she thought back to the nightmare she had just relived. 'Again. Wow it's been awhile since I've dreamt of that.' Another sigh. 'I haven't dreamt of that since I pushed those horrible memories away.'
Alayn glanced towards Oswald. He was lying sprawled out on his leaves, his necklace clutched to his heart and a little bit of drool hanging from his open mouth. Alayn sadly smiled before she, as silently as possible, got up and left the campsite. She quietly pushed her way through the trees, making her way back to the waterfall, hoping to clear her mind of the pain.
When she arrived at the spot her and Oswald had sat down at yesterday to talk, she made herself comfortable, pulling her knees to her chest before looking to the star