"Wolf, I see your trying to escape, you know that's futile Unimura!" the
Emortal bird snarled.
There that word was again, Unimura. The word teased at him like prey in a
burrow taunting you to come and try to catch it.
The wolf saw the griffin the Emortal bird rise from his magical chair,
walking on his hind legs right toward the wolf. The wolf started to run, he
felt like he was going somewhere, for a bit before he noticed his paws
scarcely on the ground, which would force him to go forward. Instead the
wolf was going straight up into the air, more vulnerable than before.
"Like I said wolf it is absolutely futile trying to escape you'll end up
killing yourself, now it's too late for that isn't it?" the Emortal bird
said releasing a chuckle to scare absolutely anything even an inanimate
object like a rock to crumble into it's finest particles, clay.
The distance between the wolf and the griffin wasn't very close, but the
Emortal bird had an arm extended and his index claw was pointing at the
wolf.
Was it magic? The wolf thought, as he knew that these were his closing
seconds to his life. But I highly still doubt it, the wolf finished. The
wolf held his eyes shut as he thought, so tightly it hurt him, but then he
saw with his eyes still shut a bright white light, it wasn't the sun, his
eyes were shut. Then a new thought hit him.
Am I dead? Is that why the light is there? I should go and reach for it.
As the wolf reached up with his front leg he heard the Emortal birds voice
shout in surprise, suddenly the wolf felt like he was falling, and he
opened his eyes when he hit the ground.
Sewage water filled his mouth; the putrid taste of that water, but it
brought him to his senses quickly and started to run.
The wolf's speed surprised him as he ran, he had never ran this fast in his
life, the torches suddenly vanished as soon as he reached the entrance of
the griffin's lair, in fact when the wolf turned around to see the lair's
center, the whole thing was gone.
He had escaped and proved the griffin wrong, totally wrong.
* * * It seemed like hours the wolf had been traveling within the dark tunnels of sewage water, the wolf wanted to collapse into the water and rest, seeing he was cold and the water was warmer than he was. But he could not give in now, for the wolf could see a dim light just ahead, and hoping it wasn't a mirage. The wolf ran for it, spreading water on him and getting colder faster as the water seeped into his fur to his skin, chilling him with every breeze that passed him in the sewage labyrinth. The light, once the wolf finally reached was illuminating from some water in some miniature maelstrom, from what the seabirds that had been eating garbage near his den had told him about, a large area of water in a circular current, and was turbulent, caused the boats on the water surface into it, but this was a small thing and wasn't sucking anything into it as rotated on the wall, and it was creating light. The wolf decided to see if the miniature maelstrom was dangerous, as he slowly stuck his paw into the maelstrom of light. He had placed his paw about a centimeter into the vortex, when a strong gust of wind push him in, or did it pull him in with a vacuum wind? The next the wolf knew he was floating inside the maelstrom, a strange dust seemed to circle the outside as the wolf was looking toward the end the dust spiraling closer together. He was tired beyond belief, even though he had rested in the griffin's layer, it still felt he never got any rest, his eye lids felt like they were crushing his eyes, until everything went dark.
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* * * It seemed like hours the wolf had been traveling within the dark tunnels of sewage water, the wolf wanted to collapse into the water and rest, seeing he was cold and the water was warmer than he was. But he could not give in now, for the wolf could see a dim light just ahead, and hoping it wasn't a mirage. The wolf ran for it, spreading water on him and getting colder faster as the water seeped into his fur to his skin, chilling him with every breeze that passed him in the sewage labyrinth. The light, once the wolf finally reached was illuminating from some water in some miniature maelstrom, from what the seabirds that had been eating garbage near his den had told him about, a large area of water in a circular current, and was turbulent, caused the boats on the water surface into it, but this was a small thing and wasn't sucking anything into it as rotated on the wall, and it was creating light. The wolf decided to see if the miniature maelstrom was dangerous, as he slowly stuck his paw into the maelstrom of light. He had placed his paw about a centimeter into the vortex, when a strong gust of wind push him in, or did it pull him in with a vacuum wind? The next the wolf knew he was floating inside the maelstrom, a strange dust seemed to circle the outside as the wolf was looking toward the end the dust spiraling closer together. He was tired beyond belief, even though he had rested in the griffin's layer, it still felt he never got any rest, his eye lids felt like they were crushing his eyes, until everything went dark.
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