Post by Sammi on Aug 9, 2008 2:58:04 GMT
Pistons covered the ground swiftly,
Nares picking up only the stalest of scents..
He slowed to a halt, Black ears slightly pricked for any
sound of belonging..
none came.
Namid gazed around the rolling dead forest,
Greenery sprouted no wheres this part of
the terra.. it was dead..
He gazed farther into the distance, where the new
greenery began to grow miles off..
but the lighting was not the greatest.
The dim, greyness of the wood
gave him a calm
ever awakening feel.
He felt touched by an earie cool chill,
like the wind blowing,
but yet no wind carried...
This was a spirit wood..
He reared and gave a bone chilling cry..
ringing through all the white blackened trunks...
piercing the air...
this damned land was his...
The o n e...x
Namid
---- his o n e -
to be decided
----the rest
none have decided
Namid
---- his o n e -
to be decided
----the rest
none have decided
Discription;
Deadlock is a dead birch wood, where the spirits of the damned are said to drift. The forest itself is dead, but there is only 1 plant that lives here;; The Spirit lilly. White flowers can be found throughout the forest that only appear in the dark of night. The forest only lasts for about 2 miles, then there is a cliff that looks over rocky mountainside...