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yamaboshi2015-03-08 11:28 am
wiederholt) wrote in yamaboshi2015-03-08 11:28 am
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❖ semi-closed fragment. ( location: ??? )
Forests are deep and vast.
They're also the perfect place to hold a game, especially keeping in consideration the fact that Bernkastel was growing bored just simply watching the dice roll after the pieces were set in place. Which is why, after the ritual, she decides to invite a guest over -- unwillingly, of course -- but it's not as if he won't notice the changes.
All of his friends who were beside him have no disappeared, and there's a clear shift in his surroundings. While the forest looks the same, it certainly does not feel the same, as there's some sort of permeating aura that seems to be rather daunting. As if it's crying out to run away, to escape.
Though this change of surroundings might leave him with many questions; like why was he here, why were his friends gone, and what was this feeling of dread that seemed to encompass the entire forest, growing darker and darker as it was, there's also some answers that he may be getting, now that he's entered it. Memories of previous fragments are now clearer and it's not just pieces of memories, it's every last thing.
And he might note that he is not alone in this forest, as clarified by the young purple haired girl sitting on a chair nearby, staring at him with empty, emotionless eyes, like a marionette with its strings cut. There's clearly something wrong with her, and it isn't just the fact that she's floating in midair, or sipping tea idly.
Welcome to hell. We hope you enjoy your stay.
They're also the perfect place to hold a game, especially keeping in consideration the fact that Bernkastel was growing bored just simply watching the dice roll after the pieces were set in place. Which is why, after the ritual, she decides to invite a guest over -- unwillingly, of course -- but it's not as if he won't notice the changes.
All of his friends who were beside him have no disappeared, and there's a clear shift in his surroundings. While the forest looks the same, it certainly does not feel the same, as there's some sort of permeating aura that seems to be rather daunting. As if it's crying out to run away, to escape.
Though this change of surroundings might leave him with many questions; like why was he here, why were his friends gone, and what was this feeling of dread that seemed to encompass the entire forest, growing darker and darker as it was, there's also some answers that he may be getting, now that he's entered it. Memories of previous fragments are now clearer and it's not just pieces of memories, it's every last thing.
And he might note that he is not alone in this forest, as clarified by the young purple haired girl sitting on a chair nearby, staring at him with empty, emotionless eyes, like a marionette with its strings cut. There's clearly something wrong with her, and it isn't just the fact that she's floating in midair, or sipping tea idly.
Welcome to hell. We hope you enjoy your stay.
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"Of course." Her reply is monotonous as she continues further in, the call of the wolf getting closer. "They'll be going after you."
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Shelter... there must be some sort of shelter, somewhere I can hide until this first obstacle passes...
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After all, the meaning behind those words were simple; it just showed that they wouldn't go after her if they split up. Not that it mattered to her. She was a witch, after all, someone who had power over this realm. Even if she wasn't the Game Master.
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He doesn't want to die. Not again, or at least not yet. But these woods are so confusing. How does he know he's not running right into the wolves' jaws? "And you absolutely cannot at least point me in a good direction?!" He's already running, albeit only lightly in case he needs to turn very, very quickly.
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It's difficult to tell if she's being skeptical of Hiroshi's own words or if she's trying to reassure him. While all signs point towards the former, with Bernkastel being who she is, a witch who hates boredom as much as the next person as well as someone who aims to win, things could go either way. Lifting her heels to hover ever so slightly, the witch who could grant a miracle swished her tail up and down, giving him an honest reply. At the very least, she would not lie. "I cannot, for I do not know the layout of this forest, either."
She could, however, give a good guess, considering how Lambda was, but there's no point in giving him the answer. There'd be no fun in that.
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For a moment, he swears he can see the eyes of wolves peering out at him through the woods. He banks a sharp left, hoping for something to turn up. If worst comes to worst, he'll just have to climb a tree. Wolves can't climb trees, right?
...Right?
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"If you really want to get him, you'll have to try harder than that."
They weren't ordinary wolves, after all. They were ones who could stand on their hind legs. While they were unable to climb, they could still attempt to bring the tree down by punching it.