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A learned hand sent a dutiful quill scratching swiftly on a paper's rugged surface.  In haste and urgency, the writer looked not at the candle, which threatened to self-exhaust in the frigid air.  Nor did this person risk a wandering glance around the quarters, which held no luxury, not even a cot.  The pen was not the only sound in the dismal room, for it was joined by the ever-present sound of rats and--tonight--the harsh attack of rain.  The many drops that managed to enter the room splished and splashed into puddles on the floor, surely ruining any chance of sleep for the night.

Though new goose bumps from the cold rose on the writer's arm, this person did not hesitate or even quiver in the cold.  This letter was far more important than any type of present discomfort.  So, dutifully, the quill scratched on.

After a few moments, a single rat made its way into the room, using its nose as a guide.  Left.  Right.  The nose guided the rat's head in the direction of its goal.  In a sudden epiphany, the rat darted in the direction of the absorbed writer.  As soon as it approached, it began to slow, to waver in its quest.  A moment passed when nothing moved save the quill on paper.  Then the rat darted to the writer's coat, which still hung around the person's hunched shoulders.  Swiftly, the rat gathered a few small crumbs into its hungry mouth and scurried away to leave the being alone.  Truly alone.

Another moment later, the writing ceased, and it was proofread.  Satisfied with the work, the letter was dated and rolled up snugly.  In a moment of pure concentration, the writer closed their eyes and held the parchment limply.  As the moments turned to minutes, the paper began to give off a slight pale blue glow.  As the glow faded, the letter was shoved through a small crack in the wall and into the night's harsh rain.  A single, solitary plea rang through the night as the letter made its destined journey.

"Please bring help..."
Okay, so this is the beginning to my newest original story. So, here ya go. *^_^*

I own everything in this story, please do not take

Chapter 1
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:icontwinklethoose:
twinklethoose Featured By Owner Oct 28, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
cool!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:D
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:iconamynchan:
AmyNChan Featured By Owner Oct 28, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
thanks~!
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:icontwinklethoose:
twinklethoose Featured By Owner Oct 28, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
your welcome:D
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:iconamynchan:
AmyNChan Featured By Owner Oct 28, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
^*_^*
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:iconzonex-krypton:
Zonex-Krypton Featured By Owner Oct 27, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Who is he? O.o
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:iconamynchan:
AmyNChan Featured By Owner Oct 27, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
What "he"? *^_^*
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:iconzonex-krypton:
Zonex-Krypton Featured By Owner Nov 1, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
I have no idea.. you said he.
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:iconamynchan:
AmyNChan Featured By Owner Nov 1, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
no i didn't. when did I say "he"?
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:iconzonex-krypton:
Zonex-Krypton Featured By Owner Nov 13, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
I have no idea..... previous comments? Word Search?
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:iconamynchan:
AmyNChan Featured By Owner Nov 13, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
lawl!! idk anymore. XD
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