Post by MIUMI HAROU on Jun 27, 2012 22:15:38 GMT -5
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The Wings Of Freedom Sings
Memories; Miumi’s sacred treasure, but also the toll they had been paid in order to cross over the threshold from Lord Apis’s realm into the current realm of Spira . Suddenly, those dichromatic eyes would shoot open and a sudden gasp for breathe; as if he was starving for oxygen, while it sated his lungs hunger for oxygen and eased the burning feeling that had filled them like a perfume. His eyes looked back and forth wildly as if searching for something; light, because at this point the entire world was blackened out to the point where Miumi couldn’t even see his own hand when he brought it and even touched it to his face. He realized within this abyss of darkness there was no other source of heat or even cold; except his own body. He could hear none of the sounds one would expect to hear; the trickle of water, the billow of wind, the crackle of a flame or even the rumble or the sound of falling stone, not the only thing Miumi could hear was the pounding of his heart against the cage of bones that ensared it and the sound of his panicked breathing.
When Miumi attempted to speak; not a single note of sound would escape from his lips. He was afraid, he was alone. Time passed by what might have been seconds, hours even years regardless to Miumi it felt like an eternity. Suddenly sound would pierce the silence the rushing of water, no the howl of a waterfall would grace Miumi’s ears. The feeling of warmth and humidity began to seep within Miumi’s field of perception followed by the feeling of roughness; the earth forming beneath his body and the taste of moist and dank air perhaps from a cave. The final thing to come forth was Miumi’s sight much to his chagrin as above him would hover a man whom was holding a tome within his hand still chanting the spell of binding and summoning that had brought him forth. Surrounding Miumi were runes drawn with what Miumi’s nose had identified as blood and surrounding Miumi one could see the bodies of Flans , the wings of a Condor and the skeletons of Coyotes . Those creatures had been sacrificed to bring him forth as he would look at the man whom had finished chanting and would close the book; a grimoire bound in a material that looked oddly close to human flesh.
Miumi’s garments still clung to his body; a taunt flared t-shirt that was embroidered with a variety of intricate lacing of leather that formed alchemic symbol over the hollow of Miumi’s neck while it had some small buttons that were undone exposing Miumi’s navel. Thick leather like material had been fashioned into a jacket, which also had a down of some sort around the hood and the cuffs and edges, but needless to say it was what was shielding Miumi from the environments. One would notice that Miumi was wearing a skirt which was a solid black and made of a more flexible material than the jacket. One would notice that Miumi’s blackened ears would twitch and his tail would coil from his legs to gently rest across a large amount of his body while he stared back at the man with fear; like a dear in the head light. When he would pull his legs back one would notice that Miumi had leather straps going up a majority of his leg connecting to a pair of sandals which held his shoes on. When the man reached towards Miumi he would flinch backwards causing the holster that was locked at his hip to knock against the ground resounding with a slight metallic cling.“ I, bind you Miumi Harou Berame, Lucavi under constellation of Apis to myself, Nepu, to hereby serve under me as a weapon..
His speech of binding would be cut short as a snarl caused Miumi’s head to turn as a Coyote lunched forward catching the master off guard and Miumi watched as a spray of crimson would arch out as the Coyote would clamp down upon his master’s throat giving a savage rip to the left. Miumi could only here the gurgle of blood from where his master’s throat had been; with his last bit of energy he would point towards the exit his mouth forming the words run. Despite Miumi’s shock he found himself lifting up as if by command turning just as the coyote would lunge towards him Miumi’s foot connecting with the ground a fraction quick propelling himself towards the exit. MIumi would repeat that motion not realizing that on the outside of the cave was a steep fall perhaps a couple feet but Miumi realized in the midst of the fall when he connected with the side of the hill and would begin to roll his body getting tossed like a rag doll with a series of groans and almost painful thuds MIumi found himself resting among plants and he could see the world spinning. His voice had returned in a croaking scream he would yell
“ H… e … l … p ”
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