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asgardeventide2012-06-24 10:25 pm
furrows) wrote in asgardeventide2012-06-24 10:25 pm
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004 ✎ Fourth Manuscript ✎ Audio
'--the way the streets were made, it was like charcoal on paper. Grey, bland. The city had been ill for such a long time, that many didn't believe that it could ever be cured.'
[The feed cuts in on what sounds like Alan talking, and if you listen close, it's a familiar story.]
'With little hope but to bring in others, the ones who ran the city pulled them from their times. It was a conundrum waiting to happen. To give them a specific request: "Paint the city, or lose your home worlds in the process."
What they didn't want to tell was the great war that was coming.'
[A long pause. Alan sighs. And then, suddenly, you hear him throw things off a table nearby, frustrated. There's a few kicks and some frustrated shouts of anger before he says something that's coherent.]
No. No no no! It doesn't sound right! That's not... no, it should be easier after Bright Falls! Alice--! [More papers being shoved, more violent sounds, more angrily tossing things. He might've just flipped a table too. WHOOPS.
Someone help pls. He needs to be calmed down, badly.]
[The feed cuts in on what sounds like Alan talking, and if you listen close, it's a familiar story.]
'With little hope but to bring in others, the ones who ran the city pulled them from their times. It was a conundrum waiting to happen. To give them a specific request: "Paint the city, or lose your home worlds in the process."
What they didn't want to tell was the great war that was coming.'
[A long pause. Alan sighs. And then, suddenly, you hear him throw things off a table nearby, frustrated. There's a few kicks and some frustrated shouts of anger before he says something that's coherent.]
No. No no no! It doesn't sound right! That's not... no, it should be easier after Bright Falls! Alice--! [More papers being shoved, more violent sounds, more angrily tossing things. He might've just flipped a table too. WHOOPS.
Someone help pls. He needs to be calmed down, badly.]
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But I've got nothing. It's just like before.
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You don't fight Dark Presences with writing. You use sharp and pointy things.
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It's crazy, I know. But my writing basically influences how things happen back home. I have to write the ending to the story, and I have to do it right, otherwise Alice dies.
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