Mike65536
The Motha' Fuckin' Newports.
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Another year older, another rite of passage to complete.
The tribe of flesh accepted only those strong enough to fend for themselves, and one had to prove it, no exceptions
Elijah felt his way around the dark and abandoned warehouse. Shelf after empty shelf almost mocking him. He couldn't return to the tribe empty handed, he knew that. He also knew he'd die before he even attempted to, being stubborn in nature is almost as deadly as the elements themselves. He kept moving until- click, a switch had been brushed over.
He looked over to the source of the noise, some kind of garage door opening. He grinned this could have been his chance to grab- he didn't finish his thought before a blinding light shot into his eyes, he grimaced,
"BE NOT AFRAID." is the last thing he remembers hearing.
The tribe of flesh accepted only those strong enough to fend for themselves, and one had to prove it, no exceptions
Elijah felt his way around the dark and abandoned warehouse. Shelf after empty shelf almost mocking him. He couldn't return to the tribe empty handed, he knew that. He also knew he'd die before he even attempted to, being stubborn in nature is almost as deadly as the elements themselves. He kept moving until- click, a switch had been brushed over.
He looked over to the source of the noise, some kind of garage door opening. He grinned this could have been his chance to grab- he didn't finish his thought before a blinding light shot into his eyes, he grimaced,
"BE NOT AFRAID." is the last thing he remembers hearing.
