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Chapter#1 Shadow Sunk Pg.1 Feet crashing into the earth a steady rhythm reverberating up his legs crashing into his core. This is my heartbeat to the skies the thought as swells of sweat beads form and fall down his forehead. This is my blood to the earth. He liked to imagine that this dedication to the progression of the hunt was recognized as a act gaining favor from the elements around him. His run broke into a light-footed stride for a few paces before slowing as he plunged his bare heels into the sun baked dirt. A thin layer of compacted earth loosened as he broke his sprint and dropped in a crouch. He inched under the cover of a nearby tree. Barefooted and in the dark he learned to take caution with every step. And this time one of those lessons paid off as he firmly stepped on upturned log. Pulling his spear close to his side clutching it as if it was a extension of himself taking a few moments to regain composure….”lets move” he thought to himself. Lowering his spear and making sure his grip was firm and steady able to strike at a moments notice when he deemed necessary. He propelled his form closer to the frame masked in shadow he’d been hunting for 9 days now. Cursing his human limitations, skilled as he was it meant nothing thus far. All he’d been able to view of this creature was its shadows….shadows that clung to it always like a second layer of skin. Now finally close enough to peer threw the bushes and see the creature himself he felt his heartbeat quicken.. Time seemed to slow, and the air he drew into his lungs even seemed to be filled with moisture….He steadied himself aiming his spear higher incase it some how managed to get over him in the confusion of the first attack. Teeth held his bottom lip as he stopped breathing and his body sprung towards the night cloaked creature. His nerve network sending rippling bolts of energy threw every cell of his body as he felt himself leave the ground…. Yes, that is how he remembers it….He held his head and scanned the area around him….nothing but darkness… had this beast swallowed him, he felt a chill creep up his spine. “Im still alive....” The words seemed hallow even to him aware now the true answers would come at a heavy price, that feeling again….like his insides held the weight of steel.
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