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ConversationDark, are you awake?More Like This
Dark, I can hear you ignoring me.
Shut up, ya glowing bastard. Just because you don't have to sleep doesn't mean the rest of us don't.
Oh. I'm sorry. I just wanted to ask a question.
Fine. What do you want?
Do you like it in here?
Hmm, let me think about that. Do I like living in someone else's head with a glowy guy who won't stop pestering me? Yeah, I'm gonna go with no on that one.
Do you think Jak likes us?
*Snort* You, maybe.
I think he likes you, too.
And I think you should shut the hell up and let me sleep.
I mean, if he didn't like you, he wouldn't use you so much, you know? He'd just pretend you didn't exist and use me all the time.
Precursors, I wish I could strangle you.
So, I mean, you don't have to worry about it so much, okay? Jak values you just as much as he values me, and I
The Story of a Shadow: Chap 11The Story of a ShadowMore Like This
The Consequences of Love
Dark moaned as he felt the cooling sensation of water drip on his forehead and ran down his face. Slowly he opened his eyes, which felt as heavy as boulders. The room he was in was dark and the only source of light was a few torches lit around the room. His senses increased more and he noticed his hands were chained above his head against a wall. He also had chains on his ankles and he was sitting on his knees. His right shoulder was in intense pain and was still bleeding. Dark wondered how much of his shadow blood he had.
"I thought you died." came a meek voice and Dark jumped a little. He turned his head to where the voice was coming from and saw Malon in a corner, her hands were chained as well but she could let them rest in her lap and she was sitting on the ground, unlike Dark, who had to sit on his knees. Her ankles were chained together as well.
Dark snorted a laugh "It takes more then that to kill me." There was a moment
Fortitude - Chapter 1More Like This
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Ceaselessly it stretched before me, surrounding me. Permeating the core of my being, it clogged my mind, choked my spirit. I groped for an anchor, something to keep me grounded…
Then, gradually, the darkness began to clear.
Two pale blue lights materialized in the distance, their mirrored forms sharpening into torches. At last my eyes could adjust, and in the feeble glow I observed my surroundings.
I stood in a dark corridor, surrounded by rough, dirty walls. A flash of silver caught my eyes, glinting in the eerie torchlight…
Metal bars. Rusted with age, they lined the walls on either side before fading into darkness. Thick, unnatural air filled my lungs, and a mysterious chill clung to my body, seeping deep into my flesh. I found myself struggling to breathe, struggling to think…
Wearing only a simple nightdress, I took a few shaky steps, aware of the dirt and grime which