My name is...
Well it used to be something else and now it's something different and my last name is a cover and write now I am being partially inhabited by my patroness so...
Let's just call me the Gypsy.
So anyway. I am a little off balance with two extra heads so I kicked my shoes off and ran towards my son. He was lying on his back with open eyes, breathing heavilly. An african-american kid was stood by him wearing a scowl.
A long, green claw protruded from the tip of his nose.
"He jumped", I gasped. Something in that boys clever mind had told him that if he ducked there would not be enough time and it would still hit his fore-head.
So he jumped and it hit his nose. I reached forward and yanked the claw out. It made a loud squelching noise but as I did it the two other heads merged back into mine. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhh", I screamed.
I took the ruby neclace from my pocket and placed it around his neck the other boy just staring.
Once around him his breathing eased and he began to emit a healthy glow.
Then I looked at his face.
His nose was black and oozing purple liquid.
I ran over to the Athanasia's missing limbs and picked up an arm returning to darren. I bit the white flesh and pulledd it open yanking out two viens and a peice of muscle tissue.
Hidden in a lock of my curly hair was a peice of clean, white bone sharpened to a thin, round point with a larger lump of bone on the other end like a handle. I stabbed two holes into the muscle and severed the veins twice each so both were about two feet long. I poked one end of each vein into the two holes and shoved the other ends up his nostrils.
The lump of meaty flesh started breathing.
You see unlike my sun I know all about the Mormos's back-up life source and when the claw poisoned the nose some of that power was in the poison. I watched as slowly the nose became whiter and more supple. I pulled out the veins quickly and the muscle stopped breathing. Fortunately he was wearing that neclace which enhanced magic and the muscle and veins were able to magically connect and tap into his heart for life-support and the nose-poison for power.
Thank the gods that I'm at camp.
Well it used to be something else and now it's something different and my last name is a cover and write now I am being partially inhabited by my patroness so...
Let's just call me the Gypsy.
So anyway. I am a little off balance with two extra heads so I kicked my shoes off and ran towards my son. He was lying on his back with open eyes, breathing heavilly. An african-american kid was stood by him wearing a scowl.
A long, green claw protruded from the tip of his nose.
"He jumped", I gasped. Something in that boys clever mind had told him that if he ducked there would not be enough time and it would still hit his fore-head.
So he jumped and it hit his nose. I reached forward and yanked the claw out. It made a loud squelching noise but as I did it the two other heads merged back into mine. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhh", I screamed.
I took the ruby neclace from my pocket and placed it around his neck the other boy just staring.
Once around him his breathing eased and he began to emit a healthy glow.
Then I looked at his face.
His nose was black and oozing purple liquid.
I ran over to the Athanasia's missing limbs and picked up an arm returning to darren. I bit the white flesh and pulledd it open yanking out two viens and a peice of muscle tissue.
Hidden in a lock of my curly hair was a peice of clean, white bone sharpened to a thin, round point with a larger lump of bone on the other end like a handle. I stabbed two holes into the muscle and severed the veins twice each so both were about two feet long. I poked one end of each vein into the two holes and shoved the other ends up his nostrils.
The lump of meaty flesh started breathing.
You see unlike my sun I know all about the Mormos's back-up life source and when the claw poisoned the nose some of that power was in the poison. I watched as slowly the nose became whiter and more supple. I pulled out the veins quickly and the muscle stopped breathing. Fortunately he was wearing that neclace which enhanced magic and the muscle and veins were able to magically connect and tap into his heart for life-support and the nose-poison for power.
Thank the gods that I'm at camp.
