Board Thread:Off-Topic/@comment-24108228-20150404090346/@comment-24473056-20150418102126

Sensing the screaming beast coming ever so closer, Vadered quickly scrambled up and tossed a rock at the beast. It bounced off, suprising it long enough for Vadered to escape through the caves. The beast crashed against the cave entrance, rocks splintered and debris fell as the beast was deflected off the rocks. Vadered ran through the cave not bothering to stop until he was on the other side of the cave. The sky was bright and blue as he sprinted out of the cave, blinding him temporarily as he slowed down to catch his breath.

Vadered glanced around him, listening to the creature roaring on the other side before it gradually calmed down. He stared around, suddenly noticing another island infront of his own. He ran back to the remnants of his once grand ship, the Torrent, an ex-pirate ship. The ship have almost completely vanished except for some timbers scattered around the shore. He ran over to the timbers and picked them up, one by one, hoping to build a bride from his shore to the other island. Having collected all the timbers, he suddenly just how ridiculous that was, as he would require hundreds of more timbers than the miserable five planks he had.

Vadered raised his head to the other island, noticing strange, unnatural structures on the island. It was almost as if it was inhabited, which sounded outlandish. Vadered knew that there were no humans for probably hundreds of miles around. Still, he thought about making a raft to sail over to the island. Vadered decided to start working on his project, and some time later, he straightened up proudly, grinning at his proud raft he had crafted. Now, all he had to do was move it into the water. Vadered pulled it along the shore, and with a triumphant yell, the raft sunk into the deep water. Vadered stared in horror at the area where his proud raft had once been for some thirty or so minutes before deciding it was hopeless. Suddenly notcing a plume of smoke rising from the island, he yelled at the island as hard as he could. Nothing happened.

Realizing that the island was not responding, his already non-existent belief in magic sunk down even further as the island did not rise as a stoney colossus, ready to crush anything in it's path. He had once read about sixteen gigantic colossi stalking the land, sea and sky before eveantually coming to a dismal end by a shadowy figure. Now, he regarded all of these events as pure falsehoods. He stared miserably at the island, hoping beyond hope that a shadow of the colossus would rise. Vadered started suddenly when the colossus's shadow did indeed move slightly, which he quickly dismissed as the sun moving.

Vadered noticed it was becoming colder and colder. He would have to find a sort of shelter if he was to survive the night. Vadered's head jerked around faster than light and he stared towards something metallic and glittering at the edge of the shore. He almost swooned as he started over in the object's direction. On the sandy beach lay a perfect crossbow, along with bolts scattered around it. Vadered ran over to the crossbow, seizing the object and collapsing in anguish as he realized it was only a model crossbow, useful for hunting even the smallest of creatures.