Little Drabbles

Fallen Shadows

A loud ringing broke through the normal noises of the air, a bright blinding light took the sky and and stung the skin of the beings.

Panic erupted, frightened bodies clamoring to hide or fight back the painful rays.

A dark and familiar chuckle rang and haunted the beings.

They ducked under the closest shade they could find, struggling to keep themself together after being struck by a ray. Their arm showed a clean cut, scaling from the top to their wist.

Their form flickered and the noises of the ringing and the laugher caused them to feel sick.

Everything was coming down around them. Slowly one by one they saw figures they knew flicker and disperse into the light. His eyes flickered wildly in color, panic and a growing sense of grief washed over them.

They hugged themselves and as a final fight back to the noise and light, they screamed.

The last image they caught were two purple orbs glaring down at them, and scattered forms of familiars being taken into the light.

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Their form stabilized.

Black masses once again taking a solid hold.

Darkness reinvented to their surroundings.

They looked around.

The place was bigger now.

No.

They were smaller now.

The sky was miles away. Much farther then it had been before, and instead of the black nothingness or the blinding painful whiteness, it was a mix of reds and pinks.

Feathery masses and sparkling specks.

The ground was black again. But the sky was wrong still.

They where careful in their movements.

This form they had, it was wrong too.

This wasn't their form.

They were small, and on 4 legs now. Their eyes felt bigger and they seemingly has new shapes on their head.

A smoky trail seemed to follow them.

One small step after the other.

The wrongness of this place became clearer.

Light admitting bodies of liquid.

Shapes sprouting out of the ground and curving, spiraling.

They felt a warmness.
A wrong sensation.

"Ay! There's another one!"

They turned to see a new figure.

Tall and wide. They were colorful, though matching of the surroundings.

"Fuckin grab it then dumbass. My fucking hands are full!"

Another seemed to speak to it, but they couldn't make it out.

The wide figure approached them.

"Come 'er little kitty-kitty. You look fuck'n thin"

They stepped away before this figure could grab them.

The figure didn't seem to happy with that.

"Come on. Don't be a bitch. It's ether you come with me or some other demon skins you for fun."

They couldn't understand what was being said. They stepped back more feeling panic set in again.

They stumbled back over their own wrong legs and quickly tried to scamper off.