Post by Thomas Lional on Jun 21, 2013 14:18:12 GMT
[Yeah this is set in Boston but well ignore the fact of this being in the wrong state ]
Thomas was exhausted from al the running and fighting he had to do, from trying tog et through the portal even running in this new land, the land without magic, he just wanted to lay down cry and go to sleep but if he did they would get him and kill him, he was fighting and running for his life this time, there would be no capture, no second chance. Thomas needed to be on the move, he needed to find Baelfire, he did not know exactly where he was but something him towards a location and he was following his sense. It was the wolf statue in his palm, to be honest he should of called upon it ages ago but no he could survive he was sure of it. Though he might of started being a bit stubborn, considering how many times he had come close to death after escaping Neverland, he was already feeling faint from the many wounds, from the loss of blood he had suffered.
He had lost them a while back but he would be surprised f they ended up finding him again if so he would most likely be safe by then, and so he ran the bow slung across his back hidden by the Indians magic. He winced at the pain pouring out through the long gash upon his right arm an attack by a sword, he should have collapsed by now but his will to survive had kicked in, not only that but he was nearly there.
Thomas stopped he had found it, his face lit up and he kissed the wolf statue "thank's wolf," he whispered to himself not wanting to make too much noise. Thomas ran into the building up into the apartment floor that the wolf guided him to, he looked around nervously, the pain now bringing a few tears to his eyes, but he wiped them away, he had to appear strong not weak. He Knocked on the door and waited. When it opened it was a man in front of him no worries Thomas had expected this "foun...." he would of said more but the pain overtook him and he collapsed onto the floor the Wolf Statue rolling out of his hand.
Thomas was exhausted from al the running and fighting he had to do, from trying tog et through the portal even running in this new land, the land without magic, he just wanted to lay down cry and go to sleep but if he did they would get him and kill him, he was fighting and running for his life this time, there would be no capture, no second chance. Thomas needed to be on the move, he needed to find Baelfire, he did not know exactly where he was but something him towards a location and he was following his sense. It was the wolf statue in his palm, to be honest he should of called upon it ages ago but no he could survive he was sure of it. Though he might of started being a bit stubborn, considering how many times he had come close to death after escaping Neverland, he was already feeling faint from the many wounds, from the loss of blood he had suffered.
He had lost them a while back but he would be surprised f they ended up finding him again if so he would most likely be safe by then, and so he ran the bow slung across his back hidden by the Indians magic. He winced at the pain pouring out through the long gash upon his right arm an attack by a sword, he should have collapsed by now but his will to survive had kicked in, not only that but he was nearly there.
Thomas stopped he had found it, his face lit up and he kissed the wolf statue "thank's wolf," he whispered to himself not wanting to make too much noise. Thomas ran into the building up into the apartment floor that the wolf guided him to, he looked around nervously, the pain now bringing a few tears to his eyes, but he wiped them away, he had to appear strong not weak. He Knocked on the door and waited. When it opened it was a man in front of him no worries Thomas had expected this "foun...." he would of said more but the pain overtook him and he collapsed onto the floor the Wolf Statue rolling out of his hand.