Gathering
Tomi stood there, cowering in fear. He wanted to run, but he couldn't. A strange emotion kept him from running from the impending doom. He tried to turn and run, but the strange emotion kept stopping him. He tried to unveil his emotions, and untangled an intangible mess of love, fear, anger, hatred... The impending doom came closer and closer and...
"Tomi! Wake up! Hurry!" Tomi shot up from his bed, and looked to the speaker, his childhood friend Kethiryne. Tomi rubbed his eyes. "Kethy, what's going on?" "I just got wind of some news! Konaia's army is storming down from Anti'ila. We need to get out of here!"
Tomi tightened his fists at the name Konaia. Anger filled his thoughts at the mention of the name. Dark memories clouded his mind, his vision blurred out all but the images of his past. His sister running off with Konaia. Her final farewell. Her dead body lying in the rain, crouched over on the street, blood gushing; all this for eloping with the thieving scum Konaia.
"Tomi! Come on!" Tomi returned from his thoughts, and quickly nodded. "Right."
Tomi and Kethiryne treaded their path carefully, wary for thieves and villianous scoundrels. They reached the outskirts of Orcra, and began their journey headed for Piladia, capital of Pronyas.
"Tomi!" Tomi looked back, and saw Kethiryne tiring, walking slowly, huffing and puffing. "Kethyrine, come on!" "Can't we take a break?" "We need to-KETHIRYNE!" Kethiryne lay sprawled across the sandy earth, unconcious.
Tomi ran over and picked up her body, laying it right side up. He slapped her cheeks. "Kethi, wake up!" She did not stir. He tried again. "Kethi, come on, wake up!" To his disappointment, she did not recover.
Tomi heard footsteps behind him. They came closer and closer. Tomi fingered the hilt of his sword, prepared to unsheath it. He listened to the steps, and then sprung up, quickly grabbing the newcomer and getting the newcomer in a headlock.
"EEEEK!" Tomi quickly let go, discovering a female. "Who are you?" "I thought you guys needed help, and you attack me!?" "Who are you?" "Don't you people have any courtesy at all!?" "No, not really. Who are you?" "Grr...I'm Raquella Shiz of Orcra."
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