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Date Posted: 19:00:27 01/28/02 Mon
Author: ridcully
Subject: A bit of my story

NOTE: This is the very beginning of my story, the main character in this part is a mythical creature that I invented myself. This particular creature is called a Quersol, a fine mix between a squirrel and a batlike demon. The squirrel taming the demon in their conjunction.
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It was a moonless, autumn night over the town of Efrid. The stars shone against the dark night sky like diamonds on black satin. The air was crisp and cool, much to Jacta's liking.

Jacta loved nights like these, and often went hiking, like he was now. He was a Quersol every bit, loving to travel, but never too far from home. His sense of timing was acute and unmatched throughout the town.

Tonight, he was going to travel the farthest from Efrid he had ever been. He was going to make a short trip of it, journeying out into the wilderness for two days, then two back.

The cheerful, bright green forest the town was based in was beginning to recede as Jacta journeyed out farther. Grassy fields lay in front of him, stretching out for miles.

A sharp breeze blew past, rustling the falling leaves behind him. With the rustling came a sound, like a snicker. No, couldn't be, he was the only one out for miles.

There it was again, this time, with no breeze. The frightened Quersol hurriedly scanned the landscape for any sign of life other than himself. None.

Then, out of nowhere, a bright pink pixie dives towards him. The little creature bears a half-wand with pixie magic radiating around it. Another pixie comes after him, snickering followed by two others.

The four surround him, waving their wands. Magic, pixie magic extends from them, and wrap around Jacta, ensaring him. Finally, a blast of pink sears across his eyes, and he is unconcsious.

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