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Osbcurum (another tiny story/scene)
« on: March 24, 2010, 06:48:37 PM »
Adveho, obscurum adveho deorsum.

The hollow chant of the robed figures echoed through the small chamber. One man, his crimson robe adorned with a picture of the beginning of a solar eclipse, stepped forward from the rest of the group to light the candles around the room. Their flickering, orange light did little to illuminate the room.

Adveho, rex rgis capisso is vir.

The man on the pedestal in the center of the room slowly became conscious. His chains rattled against bare skin as he strove futilely to free himself. The leader of the men came and tightened his bonds further, stretching his limbs past their normal dominion of reach.

Adveho, rex rgis nos exspectata vos.

The first ring of flames flicked ouit. A pale red began to creep through the lines on the floor, waving in and washing into the ring on the ground. The man in the center tried to scream out, but his voice eluded him; he tried to rattle his chains, but his arms and legs were held tight. The leader walked up to him and reached into his robe. He brought his hand back out and laid a black talisman, bearing the same insignia as his robe, on the ma’s chest, the ends of the lines on it matching with those of the one’s on the floor.

Adveho, obscurum capisso is mancipium.

The roved man stood looming over the whimpering captive. He reached back into his robe and took out a jagged knife. The captive’s throat burned with a silent scream as the blade was thrust into his abdomen. The lights on the floor spread forward, and soon the marks on the floor and talisman—as well as the sun on the talisman—were aglow with a ghastly crimson.

Adveho, obscurum, quod plumbum nos continuo.

Suddenly the room went dark. All the light was gone, save for the jewels that served as the eyes of the dragon curled around the center pedestal which had begun to glow a deep vermillion. The leader stepped back toward the rest of the group, smiling maliciously with eager anticipation. The room shook as a loud growl pervaded through the room, mixed with the screams suddenly released from the man as the energy lines on the floor began to activate the talisman on his chest. The ruby eyes of the serpent flared as they began to shift.

Adveho, obscurum capisso is mancipium.

In a short burst of light the dragon rose from its stony perch. It circled above the trembling prisoner for a moment, its pitch black scales making it nearly impossible against the darkness of the room. The man lay on the cold platform, trembling and staring up at it, the talisman burning into his chest as blood gushed from the open wound in his chest. Suddenly the serpentine creature rushed down. The man screamed as the dragon rushed at him.

Subsisto, osbscurm, subsisto nobis.

The leader of the group walked forward to the platform. The man was still now and the dragon had disappeared. Now, instead, the image of a pitch black dragon was wrapped around the man’s chest, curling up in a sinister smirk where the man’s wound had been merely seconds ago. The leader reached for the talisman—now depicting the moon fully covering the sun—and placed it back into his robe. A sinister smiled wiped across the leader’s face as the man opened his eyes again, revealing red pupils embedded with snake-like irises. The man just stared up at him coldly.

“Exspecta, rex rgis, tribuo nos vestri vox.”

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so yeah, random story inspired kind of by reading my brother's book (last time it inspired night's embrace, now this d:) really weird, go check the latin phrases yourself cuz i don't want to give them to you.

hope you liked it.

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Re: Osbcurum (another tiny story/scene)
« Reply #1 on: August 12, 2013, 02:32:39 PM »
Adveho, obscurum adveho deorsum.

The hollow chant of the robed figures echoed through the small chamber. One man, his crimson robe adorned with a picture of the beginning of a solar eclipse, stepped forward from the rest of the group to light the candles around the room. Their flickering, orange led lights did little to illuminate the room.

Adveho, rex rgis capisso is vir.

The man on the pedestal in the center of the room slowly became conscious. His chains rattled against bare skin as he strove futilely to free himself. The leader of the men came and tightened his bonds further, stretching his limbs past their normal dominion of reach.

Adveho, rex rgis nos exspectata vos.

The first ring of flames flicked ouit. A pale red began to creep through the lines on the floor, waving in and washing into the ring on the ground. The man in the center tried to scream out, but his voice eluded him; he tried to rattle his chains, but his arms and legs were held tight. The leader walked up to him and reached into his robe. He brought his hand back out and laid a black talisman, bearing the same insignia as his robe, on the ma’s chest, the ends of the lines on it matching with those of the one’s on the floor.

Adveho, obscurum capisso is mancipium.

The roved man stood looming over the whimpering captive. He reached back into his robe and took out a jagged knife. The captive’s throat burned with a silent scream as the blade was thrust into his abdomen. The lights on the floor spread forward, and soon the marks on the floor and talisman—as well as the sun on the talisman—were aglow with a ghastly crimson.

Adveho, obscurum, quod plumbum nos continuo.

Suddenly the room went dark. All the light was gone, save for the jewels that served as the eyes of the dragon curled around the center pedestal which had begun to glow a deep vermillion. The leader stepped back toward the rest of the group, smiling maliciously with eager anticipation. The room shook as a loud growl pervaded through the room, mixed with the screams suddenly released from the man as the energy lines on the floor began to activate the talisman on his chest. The ruby eyes of the serpent flared as they began to shift.

Adveho, obscurum capisso is mancipium.

In a short burst of light the dragon rose from its stony perch. It circled above the trembling prisoner for a moment, its pitch black scales making it nearly impossible against the darkness of the room. The man lay on the cold platform, trembling and staring up at it, the talisman burning into his chest as blood gushed from the open wound in his chest. Suddenly the serpentine creature rushed down. The man screamed as the dragon rushed at him.

Subsisto, osbscurm, subsisto nobis.

The leader of the group walked forward to the platform. The man was still now and the dragon had disappeared. Now, instead, the image of a pitch black dragon was wrapped around the man’s chest, curling up in a sinister smirk where the man’s wound had been merely seconds ago. The leader reached for the talisman—now depicting the moon fully covering the sun—and placed it back into his robe. A sinister smiled wiped across the leader’s face as the man opened his eyes again, revealing red pupils embedded with snake-like irises. The man just stared up at him coldly.

“Exspecta, rex rgis, tribuo nos vestri vox.”

---

so yeah, random story inspired kind of by reading my brother's book (last time it inspired night's embrace, now this d:) really weird, go check the latin phrases yourself cuz i don't want to give them to you.

hope you liked it.



It was nice story for sure.. My small baby girl would love to hear it. Thanks again
« Last Edit: August 13, 2013, 11:54:37 AM by JermaineHubbard »