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originally posted in:The New Dojo
6/1/2017 8:51:19 PM
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[b]A young man cloaked in a black hood entered the tavern, his face oddly calm[/b]
"Are you... alright?"
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[i]Dim scrambled to his feet, still holding on to the bow in his left hand. As the terrified man spoke, he batted the bow through the air, like some demonic conductor.[/i] "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! MY WORK MUST BE FINISHED! IT MUST! I WILL FINISH IT WITH MY LIFE IF REQUIRED!!" [i]Dim began to drive to bow into his wrist. Blood spurted from the wound, and the skin on the opposing side of his arm began to stretch as the bow went deeper and deeper into his flesh. He cried in agony, but continued nonetheless. [/i]
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"Stop. Please. If you die here, the work will never be done. The song will never be complete."
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"NO! NOOO! YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND!!" [i]His voice became like gravel, low and scratchy.[/i] "My son will finish it... he will... my purpose is to only complete the soooong....." [i]He continued to write in his blood. You could tell he was getting tired very quickly, blood loss would soon get the better of him.[/i]
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"Well then. At the very least let me extend your lifetime." [b]Suddenly his wounds began to heal, the color returning to his face[/b]
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[i]Dims expression became flabbergasted.[/i] "N-no! NO! I. MUST. FINISH." [i]Dim continued to rip at his wrists. It was clear you would have to physically intervene.[/i]
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[b]He pushed at the air, knocking Dim off his feet. Unconscious, the man moved over to him. Dim's wounds began to heal.[/b]
