Ultimate TR story (No title)

by **Aeonarial** Wed Feb 03, 2010 11:27 pm

It was dark when they met. One could barely see his own hands. But they found each other easily, for there was something stronger than the darkness that bound them together.
Two Weeks Earlier
*Thump* A pillow hit me square in the jaw. “Aeo, wake up!” shouted a voice in my ear. With my eyes still closed I listened carefully as the person who spoke scampered towards the door. I threw the pillow at the person on instinct and smiled as I heard a soft, “Ow!”
Sitting up, I opened my eyes and looked around the sunlit room. It was and ornate wooden structure and the grain of the wood shown out like pitch black on pure white. A large, ash bookshelf covered in books from different lands took up the entire left side of the room. On the right side of my bed was a gilded mirror on top of an ash dresser. A yew staff leaned precariously against the side of the dresser. As I put on my clothes, a simple tunic and breeches, I thought about m dream, which came back to me as clear as day. A battlefield strewn with bodies of friends and enemies. Me kneeling in the middle of the bloodstained hell hole, crying over the body of a woman. What I saw greatly disturbed me, but I figured that it was only a dream and it could do me no harm.
Pulling on my boots, I hopped out the door that stood next to the dresser. I walked out only a few feet out of the door when I heard soft steps pattering behind me. The steps were fast so I knew he was running. Pushing myself against the wall, I stuck out my foot and grinned in triumph as flaw landed flat on his face. Flaw lifted his head up, showing a look of incredulity on his face,” How’d you hear me?” he said, twitching his mustache. Lifting my hand up to touch my ear, I said “You know my species is known to have ridiculously good hearing.