the Rift


Lost Magic

Erum Posts: 1
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Stallion :: Unicorn :: 15.3 :: 7
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A feather drifted from sky and landed beside the man who hardly dared to breathe. His eyes followed its descent from where he lay on the ground. It fared a better landing than the one Erum had been subject to. What the-- He sucked in air between his teeth whenever he moved to sit up. The shapeshifter had never had an accident like this-- he had not lost control of form since he was a colt, still training.

A raven, true in her form, sat in a tree above where Erum sat and cocked her head. She clicked her beak trying to figure out what had happened. She had been guide to Erum and he had followed her in form of a raven himself. "You might as well go now." This place will have to do.

Erum lowered his eyes from the bird and turned attention to the forest around him. Whenever they passed over it he had been forced to shift. All control he had over his feathered body had gone. Erum had held onto the shifted form just long enough to soften impact. Regret it now don't I? He felt a fool. Every part of him hurt-- particularly his pride. Erum would have to heal his bruised body before he would be able to put it through the stress of shifting again. Death may have been simpler.

Erum was at the mercy of the forest and those that dwelled within it. The shapeshifter took shelter in the sunlight. It was still midday and he felt lucky for it. Once the sun set he would have troubles slinking from shadow; there would be no warmth cast from the sun and predators would be on the prowl. How ironic it would be for the protector of forests to be taken by one.

And here is Erum! Excuse the rotten opener.

He has no idea that the Threshold takes magic. As far as he knows it was just some odd fluke.


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Lost Magic - by Erum - 10-19-2016, 11:43 AM
RE: Lost Magic - by Tilney - 10-19-2016, 01:29 PM
RE: Lost Magic - by Tiamat - 11-11-2016, 04:20 PM

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