Post by dagwyn on Nov 28, 2008 7:14:43 GMT -5
A tall young man was trudging down a shadowy alley, with a large bag slung over his shoulder and a slightly lost look on his face. After a long sigh he halted, and sat down on a thrash dispencer that had been turned upside down. His feet were sore and his body aching after constant walking on hard ground.
“Why the bloody **** did I come here?“ Tom said to no one in particular. America had proved to be even worse than Norway at the time he had resided there. “This aint a city, it’s a bloody war zone.” Vampires and Werewolves attacked each other on sight, Humans tried to go on as best they could, and now even giant reptiles where moving around the city. You came because that was the advice you were given. Stop asking obvious questions. Tom spun around, scouting for whomever it was that had talked to him. “Anyone there?”
Yes, but you could look around the entire zoo and you still wouldn’t have found me. And the simple answer to that is as following; I am in your head. A part of you that isn’t going away. As long as you can remember, you were the only one occupying this body. That has obviously changed. None of the words made sense to Tom, and the first thought that came to mind was that he had turned mad. No fool, you are not mad, just utterly stupid. This is your inner wolf speaking. My inner wolf? Yes, yes, your very own inner wolf. Isn’t it exciting?
“GET OUT OF MY HEAD!” Tom roared as he clutched his skull with both hands. “This is my mind, and my mind only! You have no right to roam around in there, so bugger off!” Be quiet, someone might hear you! As you said yourself, this city is isn't exactly a safe place to go around screaming, and unless you want to attract the attention of some of the more less - than - friendly inhabitants, then I suggest you stop making so much noise.
“Why the bloody **** did I come here?“ Tom said to no one in particular. America had proved to be even worse than Norway at the time he had resided there. “This aint a city, it’s a bloody war zone.” Vampires and Werewolves attacked each other on sight, Humans tried to go on as best they could, and now even giant reptiles where moving around the city. You came because that was the advice you were given. Stop asking obvious questions. Tom spun around, scouting for whomever it was that had talked to him. “Anyone there?”
Yes, but you could look around the entire zoo and you still wouldn’t have found me. And the simple answer to that is as following; I am in your head. A part of you that isn’t going away. As long as you can remember, you were the only one occupying this body. That has obviously changed. None of the words made sense to Tom, and the first thought that came to mind was that he had turned mad. No fool, you are not mad, just utterly stupid. This is your inner wolf speaking. My inner wolf? Yes, yes, your very own inner wolf. Isn’t it exciting?
“GET OUT OF MY HEAD!” Tom roared as he clutched his skull with both hands. “This is my mind, and my mind only! You have no right to roam around in there, so bugger off!” Be quiet, someone might hear you! As you said yourself, this city is isn't exactly a safe place to go around screaming, and unless you want to attract the attention of some of the more less - than - friendly inhabitants, then I suggest you stop making so much noise.