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Post by kitsune on Jun 25, 2008 10:44:08 GMT -5
A tiny yellow form was almost lost amongst the faded colors of the Crumbled Ruins. She continued to dig, even though the sun barely shone amongst the featureless gray clouds. What was she looking for? Zil wished that she knew. So far, all she’d found was half of an iron coin: nothing worth saving. Her heart wasn’t in it; it hadn’t been ‘in it’ for a while. All she could think of was the broken predator named Verrou and his dead Sphinx brother. She was supposed to be focusing on finding treasure, not worrying about some long-gone predator. But the little sandshrew felt guilty. Lonely. If she’d followed him, where would she be right now? With other rodents? Amongst predators? Maybe even meeting Alcatraz himself? ‘Stop thinking about that. You’re not going anywhere.’ She told herself, but the words didn’t seem to ring true. She wasn’t doing anything there! She was sitting around, getting old! The last visitor had been Verrou. Was she going to sit right here amongst an abandoned city forever? Zil closed her eyes. It wasn’t worth digging today. There was nothing in this spot but half of an iron coin.
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