Post by Nick Laruzo on Nov 16, 2018 15:05:18 GMT -5
| A dark place, darker than the night sky itself. Barely any light. This was Nick's next destination. It was known as The World That Never Was. He had gotten this information from the last clue he had received in The Dwarf Woodlands. This location is where his parents would be found. Every minute is a step a closer to being reunited at last with his mother and father, who have been gone for a very long time. The portal dropped him off in the middle of the world. It was a bit of a painful landing, but It didn't do much damage to him. He took out his magical rock, only to see that It was beginning to crack. |
"Oh no, this can't be good," He said to himself as he tried to prevent it from cracking, but he couldn't do anything. He watched in horror as the magical item cracked, then fell into many pieces across the palm of his right hand. He was disappointed that the artifact he had received from the old man was now broken. He was now trapped in this world, with no way out. But, that wasn't the main focus of course.
"Well, looks like that rock has turned to dust. However, I cannot let this prevent me from finding my mother and father. I must continue forward," He thought to himself as he dusted his hands off, watching the crumbles of rock fall to the ground. From there, he began walking forward. Down towards what looked like an empty road. There was barely any sound, only the noise of the wind. He looked around for a sign, anything that might relate to the location of his parents. For a moment, he heard a noise that echoed across this quiet area. Voices. They were a bit loud, but sounded very far away.
"Those voices... could those be my parents?" Nick asked himself. Uncertain of what he was hearing. "It must be, I don't think there could be anyone else that could make that noise. I just have to be sure." He added as he began to run.
As he ran, he felt the slightest bit of wind in his hair. He was going north, which is where the source of the noise seems to be coming from. He couldn't stop for anything. He believed that nothing would get in his way, or at least that is what he thought.
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