something slithers in the dark. What sounds like static sounds out. A large naga shifts between sleep and limbo , if only for a moment... something feels off.
Maybe it best to stay inside today, the wing tells stories of pain and death, something that most aren't very comfortable with.
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Starting my normal everyday routine was natural at this pont. Get up ,stretch , head out of my small room layered with leaves and grass , drink from the huge lake and head out into the pit that dips down lover that the surrounding area. Het to the rocky area to sunbath until someone comes by , or food makes the mistake of falling in.
villagers camey dropped both living and dead pray in. In exchange for fights with young villagers that want to prove something. All the have to do if find a was to get a scale off me. I say thats fair. That was my reunite, well until today at least. As soon as I slipped outside there was a gathering of villagers shaking in fear, of what i don'tknow.. I froze trying to process that something wasn't right. I motion them forward aftera moment, i had pickedup there languagelong ago so communicatingwas easy. They began speaking that humans with lighter skin and monster's had arrived and where taking over , destroyingland and attacing with no reason and not long after disease spread everywhere. It takes me a moment to register what they said before I slip passed them and go to the end of the pit before stopping... douts poped up and where gone in the blank of a eye. shaking my head to rid of the them i slip over the small ledge and continue forward. I began to hear a commotion a i moved forwardmy gut beganto turn. Slithering into a clearing I pass more villagers that I've seen before , both children and adults. They drop to there Knees and watch me, it was slightly uncomfortable. I move towards the different humans. I don't hesitate to slither right up to one , they stayed ther frozen in place. I began to circle them. The smell of blood was fant. When i didn't attack the stumbled away. Several shouts ring out before a small child i had met before can closer and called to me i turned to face him ,but there was a loud bang and what happened stuned me , if only for a second , brfore all i knew was rage.
Rage , was so foreign yet i feel as if ive felt it before, a distant memory stirs but is to blurred to fully understand. Its to late to stop the river of rage and now blood will paint the earth i dark and sumber color. I don't know when it will stop but i can only hope that no innocent get hurt in this dark storm that Circles me. By the time I've regained my sanity i get my answer.
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Aventura[This book is under heavy editing and rewriting please be patient with the writer and editor. thanks]
