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Kulindahr said:
Clumsy, no literary imagination at all.

Put the B5 references back, and you do it this way:


... the faun lay dead on the ground, the beast gone. Visions spun in his brain, visions of things and creatures far away. Had they been real? Was he delirious? There had been advice in those visions, but he remembered only one thing: powers beyond him offered him paths, and it was his choice -- turn to the darkness and be like the creature that had killed the faun, or stand to face fire and storm defying that darkness. No one could make him choose, it was his coin toss to call.

Or he could be an innocent, and ignore it all. But the sight of the torn dead fairy creature in front of him dashed that idea: look what innocence had brought it!

Choose, Crelwyn, he told himself...

Not yet, he answered. I'm not ready yet. Then he went and kissed the faun's forehead, for no reason he could think of; it just seemed right....
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...the faun's forehead was still warm. Without thinking, Crowboy lifted the faun into his arms and held him, expecting perhaps that it would wake from some deep sleep. It did not.

In the distance, Crowboy heard a loud rumble, not unlike thunder. He peered through the canopy of the forest - shards of sunlight still pouring through. There was no sign of any impending storm. Still, the rumbling grew louder, and the ground beneath him began to move slightly. Whatever was causing the rumbling was growing closer. Crowboy picked up the faun and made his way further into the forest.

Louder and louder, the rumbling grew until it felt as though it were right behind him. Crowboy kept moving, not daring to turn around to see what it was. Still holding the dead faun in his arms, Crowboy moved through the thickening forest, not quite knowing where he was going.

"Halt!" came a bellowing voice before him. Crowboy stopped dead in his tracks. Before he could see the source of the voice, a piercing scream ripped through the air, followed by angry murmurs seemingly directed at him.

"Murderer! Murderer!" He heard, eventually as the angry voices became clearer. Crowboy looked down at the dead faun in his arms, and looked up to find himself surrounded by a herd of...
 
Oh a herd of something.

Thanks for continuing the story. You are a star braex. (*8*)
 
Ugh, glad we're not saving lives with this thread. They'd be dead before the goal is met.
 
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