|Druid...my favorite class in Diablo 2...|
Ka'Shalyn hol Zepther (2)[Chapter 2: Basically Disastrous]Ka'Shalyn hol Zepther (2) by Multifreak99
The fortress is grand but I feel...confined. The brick walls doesn't makes me feel safe for some reason. I think it must be the evening atmosphere. The torches along the hallways doesn't help that much and darkness keeps reminding me of that old memory. Ugh, I hate it so much.
I wish I can say something to cheer Zepther up. Maybe some comforting words or something...but he couldn't hear me anyway. I feel useless. I was there. I just stand by and look at the whole situation...and I couldn't do anything. Well, I can't do anything anyway since I can't even touch anything. My hands just go through stuff...or...I think I have hands...I can't see my own hands but I know they go through things.
What am I anyway?! I'm not a ghost, right?...I hope not. I think I'm alive...with no body. Is that possible...?
When Zepther opens the door to his room, he and I sigh at the same time. Those arrogant---those bastards...put some kind of a prank spell on all of
The rookie in art, still trying to improve and learn from others. The cold nemesis of Grammar and the hater of...(almost every bad thing that ever happen to me...).|
A person with crazy mood swings, making the result of work going up and (way) down. Ah, but that's quite normal for me. ....and I can't work without music in the background...really. (my choice of music only.)