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Post by Eden on Mar 22, 2009 10:45:38 GMT -5
Rumor flew the large paper Wyvrn quickly back towards the British Library hoping that he would be able to reach it before being caught by those he was running from. Without any of them noticing the stars slowly began to go out each one replaced by pitch black and beneath them all the lights from the cities were slowly meeting the same fate. By the time that Rumor realized what was going on it was to late and the last of the light was gone plunging them into complete dark.
He gulped feeling cold metal pressed against his throat. The breath from the person holding the blade was ragged and smelled stale. "We aren't pleased" the person said running the blade lightly along Rumor's neck. "We will be coming to punish you soon" it whispered harshly before it was gone and just as suddenly the lights were all back on.
Rumor let out a chocked cry falling to his knees his eyes wide. The paper Wyvrn sped up moving faster then needed to get back to the one place that might provide at least a little protection.
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