Post by Madmogsue on Oct 1, 2004 20:33:37 GMT
*as the man leaves the room the moogle jumps off the bed and starts to wander around the room.... as she does curiosity gets the better of her and she starts to have a rummage in a cabnet.*
*As she looks deeper she steps inside for a closer look at the interesting artifacts. Her pompom starts to glow to give her a little light. There were so many strange things: bottles with unpronounceable names, vials of strange looking liquids, something that looked like a head in a big jar. she was convinced it was staring right at her.*
*It was spooking her and she decided to leave the cupboard, but just as she was looking away, she spotted it. A small and shiney little mirror. It had such intricate detail on the back of it... it looked like the image was depicting some kind of war but on the back of a butterfly.... it was very strange. Two opposing sides, each standing on one of the butterflies wings. As she stared at it... it seemed to come to life... both sides charging at each other, arrows fliying from one side to the other, magical explosions; she could almost hear the screams from the dying participants. the roaring from the warriors who were still alive as they fought with their opponants. As the fell, they started to form a sort of pattern, both sides different. On the butterflies left wing, it seemed to be taking the form of a large cat, and the right, a strange shadow like creature. It made her fur crawl. it was like she had seen this creature before somewhere, but could'nt remember. It almost reminded her of the little black shadowy creatures that had chased her here. - she shivered. Looking back the movie, she watched as the shadow creature appeared to take over the battle, his forces appearing to be stronger than that of the cat. it was almost as if the left side had been taken by suprise, with it's fighters diminishing fast, and then all of a sudden the fight appeared to be over, the shadow taking home the victory. The right side of the butterfly seemed to clear away, leaving only the wing. On the left side, the dead were strewn all over the place. and then one walked out of no-where, it looked like a big tiger.... then the butterfly jumped off the mirror and flew away and out of the open window, leaving the mirror plain as if nothing had ever been there.....*
oh..... what a strange place this is....
*the moogle then finally turned the mirror over. the mirror was very dusty so she wiped her paw over the glass. firstly she sees her reflection, then it fades and she sees a forest.... it kinda looks familiar..... but she can quite place it. Again she looks at the mirror as another film appears to be rolling in front of her eyes.*
*The forest is increasingly familiar, but she cant quite place it.... she watches on as a rather familiar shape comes into view. It should be familiar as she sees herself..... running... she looks distressed. she remembers this event all too clearly. Running and running. no stoping. running blindly into the unknown. Then they came into view. Those horrid black creatures... chasing her because...... because.... *
I CAN'T REMEMBER!
*As she looks deeper she steps inside for a closer look at the interesting artifacts. Her pompom starts to glow to give her a little light. There were so many strange things: bottles with unpronounceable names, vials of strange looking liquids, something that looked like a head in a big jar. she was convinced it was staring right at her.*
*It was spooking her and she decided to leave the cupboard, but just as she was looking away, she spotted it. A small and shiney little mirror. It had such intricate detail on the back of it... it looked like the image was depicting some kind of war but on the back of a butterfly.... it was very strange. Two opposing sides, each standing on one of the butterflies wings. As she stared at it... it seemed to come to life... both sides charging at each other, arrows fliying from one side to the other, magical explosions; she could almost hear the screams from the dying participants. the roaring from the warriors who were still alive as they fought with their opponants. As the fell, they started to form a sort of pattern, both sides different. On the butterflies left wing, it seemed to be taking the form of a large cat, and the right, a strange shadow like creature. It made her fur crawl. it was like she had seen this creature before somewhere, but could'nt remember. It almost reminded her of the little black shadowy creatures that had chased her here. - she shivered. Looking back the movie, she watched as the shadow creature appeared to take over the battle, his forces appearing to be stronger than that of the cat. it was almost as if the left side had been taken by suprise, with it's fighters diminishing fast, and then all of a sudden the fight appeared to be over, the shadow taking home the victory. The right side of the butterfly seemed to clear away, leaving only the wing. On the left side, the dead were strewn all over the place. and then one walked out of no-where, it looked like a big tiger.... then the butterfly jumped off the mirror and flew away and out of the open window, leaving the mirror plain as if nothing had ever been there.....*
oh..... what a strange place this is....
*the moogle then finally turned the mirror over. the mirror was very dusty so she wiped her paw over the glass. firstly she sees her reflection, then it fades and she sees a forest.... it kinda looks familiar..... but she can quite place it. Again she looks at the mirror as another film appears to be rolling in front of her eyes.*
*The forest is increasingly familiar, but she cant quite place it.... she watches on as a rather familiar shape comes into view. It should be familiar as she sees herself..... running... she looks distressed. she remembers this event all too clearly. Running and running. no stoping. running blindly into the unknown. Then they came into view. Those horrid black creatures... chasing her because...... because.... *
I CAN'T REMEMBER!