Backups are the greatest thing in the world!02:53 Sep 06 2024
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I actually found it...
I was walking through and old town, mud brick buildings, some stone, the sky was an orangey hue, dusky almost. I found myself travelling with some others, mostly people I felt some connection with.
But I found that they and now I, were being chased, almost hunted by something, which caused them fear in a way which was almost palpable.
Then I saw some more people, larger, more uniformed, appearing as warriors with blue gilded armour and spears of obsidian blade.
They were chasing these people I was with, themselves little more that well garbed and seemingly average people, but these warriors were not who the fear was for, not at all. Something else was there, behind it all, something so terrible, that the thought of trespass into an area of the city where they might be killed was nothing next to the consequences of being caught by this thing.
Perhaps though, it was that the warriors were to take these people to the thing which awaited...
We were running, heading towards a cliff edge, but, looking over the expanse, it seemed as a cavern wall rose up on the other side. My eye followed it up and over my head to confirm that I was underground somehow.
And then we came towards the edge, trapped, with death or a worse fate behind us, all seemed lost, until I thought, why not? and so jumped out into the cavern, leaving my companions behind. Soaring for a few moments, before feeling the plummeting sensation for a brief moment, before I saw a cable, strung out across the gulf and grasped at it.
Catching the cable of rope or whatever, I felt my weight drag it and me down, slowing up as we approached the ground. Soon enough, I was on the floor, surrounded by low walls of stone, with a lot of reddish dust around me. there were channels in the floor alongside the walls, like gutters, yet dry and dusty.
Vague outlines were visible on the walls under the grime and as I began walking through the narrow paths, the trail stopped at a small river of sorts, more of an aqueduct, but filled with a dark water.
Fearing somewhat that the thing might be still hunting, I waded in to this channel and began my way downstream, hands moving along the huge stone blocks of the wall as I did so.
Eventually, I came to a place where I could get back out onto the path, still on the same side of the river. I got out and padded quietly, barefoot, around some low walls, until, I came around one corner and sharply halted, caught by a vision of such beauty- a woman, dark haired and with almond skin, calmly washing herself with her back mostly towards me. As she washed, splashes of red flowed over her shoulder, down her arm and back into a pool to which she was half immersed...
She half turned and I pulled back around the corner quickly, for I knew exactly what the people had been running from and exactly who this woman was.
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Lamadia79
22:56 Sep 10 2024
She sounds like Elizabeth Bathory
STABB666
23:01 Sep 10 2024
Could be I picked that up somewhere, but I've never read that story. This seemed like it was in a time long, long ago too, like pre-history.