Regression

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Forgotten: No one can escape. A great flash emerged above all of Aronia leaving each with short term memory loss. Years lost to the fog of amnesia. Can no one recall? That appears to be the case. Whom or what is responsible? Panic has stricken the globe. Will civilization collapse? What will emerge from the reset? Only time will tell. To each citizen of Aronia from the Global Gazette, we wish all luck.

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Regression
Topic Started: Oct 25 2009, 02:02 AM (6 Views)
petenick_1984	Oct 25 2009, 02:02 AM Post #1
Elder Posts: 255 Group: Admin Member #1 Joined: November 8, 2005	Victoria watched the blood trickle from her hand back into the fountain. Blinking a few times, she tried to clear her head. Something was amiss. She had been in the gardens, walking beside Gwen. They had been discussing the possible treaty with Arianrhod. Vorhen had just become king. Looking towards the doors, she was almost afraid. Deciding that she must know, Victoria went to them and hesitated. Danger was not felt but somehow... Taking a breath she opened them and light flooded into the dark hall. Her hands shook and knees were weak. It was twilight at the time of her walk among the flora. She must find Gwen. Running towards the castle, others were obviously in the same condition. Down some alleys fights were beginning to break out. Were guards hustled to quell the disruption and Victoria continued her haste. Once she reached the castle, Victoria sped through the halls and found the queen's chambers silent. The room was filled with dead, dried boquets. Approaching the luxurious canopy bed the queen lay upon the blankets. "Gwen," Victoria knelt beside her and placed her hands upon the queen's. The body was still. "Gwen," Victoria gently shook her arm. Nothing. Victoria raised her hands to her mouth and eyes began to swell with tears. How could this be? What happened? Who had done this? Quickly she stood and ran out of the room to the great hall. There was only the sound of her footsteps accompanying her. Breathing heavily, she approached the throne. What was she to do? Holding her face in her hands, Victoria began to sob. She felt completely hopeless.



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