Chapter One:
Small focused eyes moved beneath heavy lids that covered sight, struggling of breath, the lashing out of hands and feet.
"Wahwa... u.. la pula..."
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"Your future... Your future..."
"Time... darkness... ... change..."
"You have hurt... those .. ...wil.. hurt.."
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"What is meant cannot be undone."
The panting mobian flashed awake from his sleep. His breath was heavy, his body beginning to sweat. He sighed, kicking up from his bed. This was the third dream he had in the last week, the same dream. The voices began to haunt him, he was beginning to fear what was to come. The black skunk made his way through the small log building. To the end of his quarters to the washroom where he stopped. He splashed his furry face with cold water from the basin in the room, and looked up at himself in the small glass mirror. His blue eyes were reddened from the rough night, and the white fur on his cheeks was going ins several different directions from the fitful positions he had slept in. he washed his fur, brushing back the tuft on his head, combing his face with a small wooden comb. "Ah!" he pulled too quickly, and yanked out a small mat of hair. He sighed to himself, closing his eyes in discomfort.
"Geoffrey!"
He startled at the voice, looking up quickly "Ahem! Geoffrey Geoffrey!" he looked down, chuckling. He tied on his green bandanna, and pulled on his boots. He made his way to the door of his small lodge, and sighed. He reached forward, turning the simple lock and opening the door. "Oh come on Lien, its 5 in the morning.. Can't I get any rest?" Geoffrey gave a slight grin, and the echidna girl smiled. Lien lived next-door to Geoffrey, and now stood directly outside of his door underneath the wooden canopy of the lodge. Rain was coming down outside, and though the wind hadn't entered beneath the shelter, Geoffrey still felt cold. He shivered, and Lien glanced at him. "You okay?" she asked, the skunk nodded, and Lien looked away. "Yeah, you seem like you going somewhere." She glanced at his feet, "Hey, your boot's untied!" Geoffrey glanced down, "Hm? oh.." he bent down, tyeing the string, his fingers shaking. "Thanks," he said, standing up. He gave a grim smile, and Lien lowered her brows. She pushed back her wavy thick red hair, looking him up and down with eyes barely a shade darker than his own. "You sure everything okay?" She asked again, backing a bit closer to the door of her room. A moment passed as Geoffrey paused, he looked at his friend. "Yeah," he smiled. "I just haven't been getting a lot of sleep lately."