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Thee Game: New Form (part 1) by Mungostar, journal

Thee Game: New Form (part 1)

Jun 18, 2013

New Forms A young, male duck is followed by the decaying cat as they slowly walk into a dimly light room. Its tall walls echo with the sound of laughing children that fills one with unease feeling, yet a calm smile crosses one's face. The cat nods and locks the duck in the room; he spots a white figure looking out the window at the far end of the window from the corner of his eye. "How are you?" said the figure without turning around. A light breeze ruffles three cards that lay on marble table that stood right from the duck's wing. With a quivering voice "W..well sir. Thank you." "That's good; we wouldn't want to upse

Thee Game: Together Again, Together Apart by Mungostar, journal

Thee Game: Together Again, Together Apart

May 2, 2013

Together Again, Together Apart Grey clouds stretched across the sky, trying to cover up the setting sun. The air was a combined mixture that made it difficult to breathe; the humidity was high yet as soon as it touched ones' lips it turns into ice-shards that rip apart your very lungs. Three silhouettes stood at the top of a hill, casting long, mournful shadows that blanketed the life that stirred at the bottom of mound. A cat with silver eyes filled with concern twitches his white tail, making the red tip dance along the tree tops, "So many have died just by waking...'' he meowed. "Yes and the ones who are awake are left weak and ve

Thee Game: First Breath of Death by Mungostar, journal

Thee Game: First Breath of Death

Mar 26, 2013

First Breath of Death Gasping echos across the empty air as a figure sits up sharply. "Is it time?" he out chocked words between heavy pants. "It is, and we have little time. Not like that's new." Replied a gentle voice. "But don't try and get up too fast, Mungo, that won't help anyone." Mungo's head felt as if it were slightly spinning; he clutched his head with one paw, "Are the others awake? What has he done?". As he kneels down beside his friend, "Can you feel them?" With the help from his friend, the two of them stand up shakily. Through squinted eyes Mungo could see pastel colored flowe