Jonas Blake | April 26, 2009
Kyle blinked.
The dream had been so vivid, it had almost felt like it was real. He could almost feel the cold from the snow on his feet.
He blinked again, and looked around. He was standing, somehow, and breathing heavily. He was holding something, and when he looked down it was - the sword from the dream!
Kyle [...]
Jonas Blake | April 19, 2009
He stood in the snow, the cold seeping through his boots. The steel on the outside did nothing to stop it, and the leather within did not do enough. The snow was dry, the powdery kind that made creaking noises as his feet moved.
It creaked when his enemy moved as well.
He looked at the man [...]
Jonas Blake | April 12, 2009
Kyle groaned. His left shoulder hurt, and his back, and his head. The wind had been knocked out of him, and he was just now recovering his breath.
He rolled over, slowly, dirt and bits of heather falling off him, and looked around.
He could not see much. Light was pouring in from the hole overhead, and [...]
Jonas Blake | April 5, 2009
Kyle woke, cold, sore, and stiff, face down on hard ground. He rolled over, and grunted softly as the slight exertion sent pain lancing from his muscles, and twigs poked at him. He looked up at the crystal clear sky, and rested for a moment, before trying to move again.
The crystal clear sky, with no [...]
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