08-02-2018, 09:37 PM
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[size=9pt]// a continuation thread of the eggs found within the jungle of the typhoon
the eggs that had been found within the territory were a thing of curiosity; no one was completely sure of their origin, and yet, they had been ushered in the clan in some way. they have were relocated to a remote groove in the base of a cliff. hidden within the barracuda bay and buried into the sand of the shore where it was warm and they'd be able to hatch.
but alas, even hidden within the presence of a popular gathering area for the typhooners, danger was still lurking. or slithering about, for a more accurate word.
parting the golden grains of sand and sliding across the buttery-hued beach like a river's water over stone, came a sea snake.
it parted it's jaws to taste the air, picking up the scent of a potential meal.
this sea snake was no sentient one. there was no intelligent glimmer to it's irises, or an aware look across it's face. it was programmed by nature; built to do what it needed to do, and began making it's way towards the hollow vertical divot in the crags where stone met sand, and the six eggs were cradled by the warm caress of the earth.
[size=9pt]// a continuation thread of the eggs found within the jungle of the typhoon
the eggs that had been found within the territory were a thing of curiosity; no one was completely sure of their origin, and yet, they had been ushered in the clan in some way. they have were relocated to a remote groove in the base of a cliff. hidden within the barracuda bay and buried into the sand of the shore where it was warm and they'd be able to hatch.
but alas, even hidden within the presence of a popular gathering area for the typhooners, danger was still lurking. or slithering about, for a more accurate word.
parting the golden grains of sand and sliding across the buttery-hued beach like a river's water over stone, came a sea snake.
it parted it's jaws to taste the air, picking up the scent of a potential meal.
this sea snake was no sentient one. there was no intelligent glimmer to it's irises, or an aware look across it's face. it was programmed by nature; built to do what it needed to do, and began making it's way towards the hollow vertical divot in the crags where stone met sand, and the six eggs were cradled by the warm caress of the earth.
and now, i see no tragedy
[b]( and i, well i found a burning rose[i]! )
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