Epics of Noche 1, Anchor

EON CH 72

PLC FUNERAL.

1774, OCTOBER 01st SATURDAY 6:50 pm.

Earlier that same morning, a girl in a straw hat and a boy in blue overalls played together. When the parent's weren't watching they went to the cliff near the immortal's houses. The boy had promised to show her the most beautiful spot to watch the sun rise. Orange shimmered on blue waves as the two watched the day begin.

As the light became brighter, the boy covered his eyes, and looked at the girl's straw hat. She smiled and offered him the headpiece. He put it on with glee as a crow watched. It cawed and as the boy stood the dirt below him shifted. His foot slid down crumbling rock and he fell off the cliff. The five-hundred foot drop sped by in seconds. His head splattered on the rocks below before the girl could finish her scream.

She ran down the hill as fast as she could as fast she could, but it still took time. Minutes later she reached the bottom of the massive mountainside cliff to a flock of crows over his corpse. They picked at the stringy flesh that came from three watermelon sized chunks. She screamed again as one crow held an eye dangled in its beak. That crow took off and flew for a long time before landing outside the weight room window, and finishing its meal before Noche.

Hours later a funeral was held. A child sized casket was lowered into the dirt; the girl with a new straw hat cried and held her doll. The mom bend down and hugged the child. Picking up the crying little girl she saw storm clouds form in the distance. Overhead crows flew towards the storm and their black feathers drifted down towards the figure under the clouds.

Noche approached the village under the dark cover of storm. Night grew close as light thinned and a sense of finality hung in the fading twilight. Her feet crunched on the gravel road; the rocks looking like the gnashing teeth of some monster's maw. Dreg was right about the heat bubble, despite it being the first day of October, it was hot as hell.

As Noche took off her jacket and tied it around her waist, a strange indentation caught her eye. It looked like an old hole in the ground that naturally filled up over time. As if long ago something large burst from the ground. Now it was just a strange mini volcano with plants instead of lava in its ring. Her attention was stolen by the funeral ahead.

"Two people have fallen off that cliff now. Damn the Leon's curse!"

Carefully Noche avoided the black procession and entered the village. The yellow-orange glow of twilight bathed the town in comforting warm. The sun shone red over the faint traces of ocean visible between buildings. Night was coming, a storm would be here soon, and yet despite that children played in the street.

She had almost forgotten this was a PLC village until she saw a sign at the entrance. Create users not welcome. Noche flipped it off and entered the village. In the middle of the town was a giant statue of Boxy Love and near the side was a massive fenced off power subsidiary.

"That's must be the Drive Interruption Barrier," Noche thought. "Great. Working with limited drive in a cult town."

Noche stretched, "Alright, lets do this! I'm gonna find this immortal!"

Three hours later, Noche leaned her back against a building.

"I hate this place," she muttered. "Rude, suspicious, dodgy mother fuckers. Why doesn't anyone talk about this Leon?"

"Watch out for crows, hide in the light, or Creep's will get you in the night," some kids sang. "It'll eat you up and when you're dead, it'll go and eat you once again."

A woman grabbed one of the kids by the arm.

"What did I say about that evil song! There's already a curse in the village! We don't need a second one!" She shouted.