DreamySkullz
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In the cold of the autumn forest, young blue eyes opened to the sound of a windy pitter-patter. But the pitter-patter came from above, in the sky. It sounded fast, almost like a thousand booms going off.
It wasn't until the young girl threw the covers off of her body and walked across the cold wooden floor to the frosted window, did she see a flying object in the sky. Yawning, she rubbed her eyes before running her fingernail against the frosty glass before continuing to draw a smiley face on the window.
Coming to the conclusion that the object was a helicopter; the girl proceeded towards her makeshift bed. It was nothing more than straw covered by a blanket, but it served its purpose. The girl could tell it was very early in the morning, for the birds outside were at their peak of singing and chirping. And the fog was heavy on the ground.
Grabbing a blanket, the girl wrapped it around her tightly and shivered before laying back in bed. She would start a fire in the fireplace, but she was tired and quite frankly, too lazy at the time.
But one thing struck her as odd... Helicopters hardly ever flew over the forest.
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"I can detect a shard in the forest, but with all the trees in the way, it's nearly impossible to try to search for it in the air." The brunette man sitting in the back of the helicopter explained. "However it's fainter now..."
The man sighed and slumped in his seat. How did he get caught up with the Shardwalkers again? They were supposed to leave him be with the exception of giving away any information about the shards that he had learned. Now he was on a field mission! Shaking his head, he chuckled to himself and turned to his field partner, the one driving the helicopter, who was always silent.
"Yo, you can at least answer me." Benjamin, for that was his name, crossed his arms as if he was pouting. He turned his head to the back where a few shard bearers they had captured sat there, tied. "I'd try to talk to you girls as well, but it seems you couldn't even if you wanted to." He pointed to his mouth to further point out how they were gagged. However, it was hard to try to talk over the roaring of the wind and the helicopter blades.
In the cold of the autumn forest, young blue eyes opened to the sound of a windy pitter-patter. But the pitter-patter came from above, in the sky. It sounded fast, almost like a thousand booms going off.
It wasn't until the young girl threw the covers off of her body and walked across the cold wooden floor to the frosted window, did she see a flying object in the sky. Yawning, she rubbed her eyes before running her fingernail against the frosty glass before continuing to draw a smiley face on the window.
Coming to the conclusion that the object was a helicopter; the girl proceeded towards her makeshift bed. It was nothing more than straw covered by a blanket, but it served its purpose. The girl could tell it was very early in the morning, for the birds outside were at their peak of singing and chirping. And the fog was heavy on the ground.
Grabbing a blanket, the girl wrapped it around her tightly and shivered before laying back in bed. She would start a fire in the fireplace, but she was tired and quite frankly, too lazy at the time.
But one thing struck her as odd... Helicopters hardly ever flew over the forest.
-----
"I can detect a shard in the forest, but with all the trees in the way, it's nearly impossible to try to search for it in the air." The brunette man sitting in the back of the helicopter explained. "However it's fainter now..."
The man sighed and slumped in his seat. How did he get caught up with the Shardwalkers again? They were supposed to leave him be with the exception of giving away any information about the shards that he had learned. Now he was on a field mission! Shaking his head, he chuckled to himself and turned to his field partner, the one driving the helicopter, who was always silent.
"Yo, you can at least answer me." Benjamin, for that was his name, crossed his arms as if he was pouting. He turned his head to the back where a few shard bearers they had captured sat there, tied. "I'd try to talk to you girls as well, but it seems you couldn't even if you wanted to." He pointed to his mouth to further point out how they were gagged. However, it was hard to try to talk over the roaring of the wind and the helicopter blades.