Post by kurgan on Mar 27, 2007 10:04:00 GMT -5
Hawaii Volcanos National Park, Hawaii....
Red King surfaced from the sea. Stomping forward, the set foot onto a black sand beach. To the north, smoke could be seen rising from the volcano Kîlauea, supposed home of the ancient volcano goddess Pele. The terrible monster lay on the beach and basked in the warm tropical sun, resting from his swim from Easter island and the fight he had encountered there.
Visions of The Watcher entered his mind as he rested. Red King had known hate, but had never known evil until that day. As horrible a beast as he was, Red King knew he was not evil, his aggresion was natural, he was born with it. The Watcher seemed to seeth with darkness and seemed to draw pleasure from it's power. That fight had forced him to team with another for the first time in his life. He snorted, seemingly laughing. The world was changing. Perhaps his life, so simplistic consisting of fighting sleeping, and eating, would change as well.
As other thoughts entered his mind, his eyes closed and he drifted off to sleep. The monster known for nothing but slaughter seemed at peace as he slumbered the waves laping at the tip of his tail.
Red King surfaced from the sea. Stomping forward, the set foot onto a black sand beach. To the north, smoke could be seen rising from the volcano Kîlauea, supposed home of the ancient volcano goddess Pele. The terrible monster lay on the beach and basked in the warm tropical sun, resting from his swim from Easter island and the fight he had encountered there.
Visions of The Watcher entered his mind as he rested. Red King had known hate, but had never known evil until that day. As horrible a beast as he was, Red King knew he was not evil, his aggresion was natural, he was born with it. The Watcher seemed to seeth with darkness and seemed to draw pleasure from it's power. That fight had forced him to team with another for the first time in his life. He snorted, seemingly laughing. The world was changing. Perhaps his life, so simplistic consisting of fighting sleeping, and eating, would change as well.
As other thoughts entered his mind, his eyes closed and he drifted off to sleep. The monster known for nothing but slaughter seemed at peace as he slumbered the waves laping at the tip of his tail.