savage_henry

........just then the young boy stopped. Everything moving around him seemed to slow down. People spoke in that ridiculous fashion when the sound in a movie is slowed down and each sylable is streched out over an inordinate amout of time. The cars on the street almost seemed to stand still. For a full minute the boy wondered if he should move a stray dog out of the way of a car that would almost certainley be the dogs destroyer had time been moving in its proper fashion. But the boy thought better of it. It was not up to him to change these things, though he didnt know why. Worries of this nature would be delt with another time. For now more pressing matters were at hand.
He had been given goals to accomplish, with greath reward, or fail at, with great retribution, while the Other was away. But he began to suspect that fate, and perhaps the town itself, had conspired against him to prevent this from happening. At every turn, it seemed, there were beings or situations that kept him from attaining his appointed tasks. Whether the beings were friend or foe. Whether the situation was accidental or self made. The fact remained, the boy would have to overcome these obstacles and face the demons that held him back. And soon, for the Other would return before the moon was new........................

.........Lazy bronze bastard!