The Magical World of Aliviva chapter 3

The Magical World of Aliviva chapter 3

A Story by arctic fox

I jolted awake to find myself in a strange environment. The wind blew across my wet face whipping it. Chills ran up my back as I shivered from the unbearable cold. My breaths were quick and short as the ice-cold water rushed across my back.

            “Move!” I thought to myself but my body refused as if it were paralyzed. A twig snapping in the distance made me instantly focus. Loud thuds followed the snapping. I could tell, by the footsteps, whatever it is is big. It moved into my blurry line of sight. It was as big as big as my oak tree and walked on four legs. Its long mangled fur was black and dyed with red stains. White slobbery drool dripped down from his large pointy white teeth.  The beast slowly walked over to me not breaking its glare. I could hear its powerful nose sniffing.

            “Why hasn't it attacked? “ I thought. I did not move a muscle it came closer until it was in biting distance. I closed my eyes waiting for the beast to chomp down on me. I heard rustling in the trees and a thud landed next to my head I slowly opened my eyes and saw the terrifying beast laying next to me with a pole sticking out from its eye. I felt a strong tug on my shirt and I was soon airborne. I landed with a thud in front of dull brown shoes. I could feel warm liquid drip down my face. I looked up meeting the eyes of a strange tall man.

            “Welcome to alluvia” he said with a smirk. I felt a sharp blunt pain on my head and then darkness.

© 2015 arctic fox


Author's Note

arctic fox
sorry its so short guys :/ jsut ran out of both time and energy lol.

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arctic fox
arctic fox

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