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Mayvin ran, his footfalls splashing
through the thick red-brown much that seemed to cling to every street in this district.
He noted the racing of his heart – what fun! What a delight, to feel the thrum of
life and vitality. And to imagine, all it took to know this cascade of sensation
was being chased by some abominable horror burrowing below the paving stones.
One would think that a simple predator
would have grown tired by now, dissuaded after its erstwhile meal had burned out
five of its eyes and evaded it for so long. So perhaps it was sent by someone? Who
exactly? Nearly tripping over the half rotted skeleton of a barrel, Mayvin decided
that was a question for another time.
Everyone the sorcerer saw quickly
fled into some twisting alleyway or through some doorway that was thereafter audibly
barred from within: if not in reaction to the garishly dressed fop sprinting at
full tilt than in response to the distended bulge of earthworks that betrayed the
presence of something hungry-huge just below the surface. Mayvin noted his quickening
breath, the distended street (and the thing beneath) seeming to gain on him, and
thought, ‘I wonder how long I can keep this up…’
A quick left brought him face to
face with a dead end.
“Well, that answers that…” he spoke
aloud as he began to weave his protective magics about himself in anticipation of
the creature’s jaws bursting up from below.
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