31 July 2012
I woke to realise that I had dragged myself to the Osfig tree and hidden within its roots. I noticed that the weather had eased and morning was coming, I had to get moving else I would be recaptured. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a map to the only gateway within leagues of this area. Luckily, it wasn't too far from where I was now, since I could see landmarks from within my hiding place but I had to go into the forest away from the outskirts, where I hid. I was unarmed and I had no intention of facing the Sabercat, Lizards or any other manner of beast that made the forest their home. However, I also had no intention of being caught by the Drell, so I put the map away and crawled out of my hiding place.
I stood for a moment extending my senses beyond and towards the cliff, instantly I recoiled when I felt the Drell, their vile aura sullying my senses; yet I knew that they had sensed me as surely as I sensed them. As I had always been able to do, I shifted the balance of my internal Logos to my legs and swiftly put distance between them and I, even as I entered thicker woods. Onwards I ran while surveying the forest floor and surroundings, silently wishing I could take to the trees for safety. I felt the Drell approaching fast; well fed they crossed the distance quickly and my heart began to race, the prospect of recapture reemerged. (tbc...)
© 2012 by Pthasse Amadeus
Rise Of A Champion Pt. 3 • Opuss № I