A Hunter's Tale Chapter One.Chapter One: Broken spiritA Hunter's Tale Chapter One.
I staggered to my weary feet once again and slowly turned around to face my foe again. However, the shadow above me swooped down like a black hawk and slammed into my body, claws gashing my armour open as if it were made of paper and slicing my torso with poisoned talons. I flew through the air in slow-motion, the blood loss causing my senses to dull and dim as the sounds of its roar seemed blurred in my ears. After what seemed like forever, I crashed back down onto the hard ground and rolled across the grass several times, shards of my armour flaking off onto the blood-stained grass. I lay there
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I've never met an insane Cthulhu cultist I didn't like. Well, except for Harold over in the corner there slowly metamorphizing into some kind of offensive substance. The rat owes me 30 bucks!
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SAVE_US Y2J
Chris Jericho, Eyeatola of rock and rola, Man of 1004 holds, Sexy beast, SAVIOR_SELF, Your hero, Party host, Most charsmatic showmen to ever enter your living room via television screen.
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I have no life.
Therefore I cannot lose my life.
Therefore I am imortal.
Any questions class?
*confused and scared looks
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“ ... If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind? ”
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I have no life.
Therefore I cannot lose my life.
Therefore I am imortal.
Any questions class?
*confused and scared looks
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