The pounding and roaring within.
Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2005 1:15 am
Lorck sits in his cell, looking around, the cell empty with nothing but walls and himself. He looks at the bread roll he was givin as food, he looks at it once then throws it at the wall. He begins to feel the hunger, the humility of his imprisonment, Lorck begins to yell, and roar as loud as he can, roaring the same thing endlessly...
I wants out!! Get me out o' here!!
Lorck rams into the locked door with his shoulder many times, attempting to break it open, yet to no avail. He sits in the center of the room, it a meditative position, praying to his gods. He bites his own arm and lets some dripplets some blood trickle to the floor, He prays repeating the same prayer..
Moshran....give me da strength.....give me da strength...
His prayers never finish, just end at mid sentance. He rams the door a few more times, then sits back in the middle of the room waiting, for something, anything to happen.
I wants out!! Get me out o' here!!
Lorck rams into the locked door with his shoulder many times, attempting to break it open, yet to no avail. He sits in the center of the room, it a meditative position, praying to his gods. He bites his own arm and lets some dripplets some blood trickle to the floor, He prays repeating the same prayer..
Moshran....give me da strength.....give me da strength...
His prayers never finish, just end at mid sentance. He rams the door a few more times, then sits back in the middle of the room waiting, for something, anything to happen.