Down, But Not Out

Down, But Not Out

Of the gene pool ;)

Chapter 1 by KalkiGoes2Hollywood KalkiGoes2Hollywood

You're painfully broken from your peaceful slumber by the cold rain soaking into your cloak, giving you a chill as hot ragged breath escapes your parched lips.

Your eyes burn with fatigue and your muscles ache with dehydration and exhaustion. You have been an outcast for only a fortnight, but the meager rations you made for yourself before the exile didn't last one week. You were to scavenge for mushrooms, lichen, moss and worms in order to maintain enough energy to last the next day. The swamps that were your home now were a nightmare beyond anything you had anticipated.

Things were now suddenly getting worse as cold rain began to fall heavily upon the desiccated tree you had found shelter in. It was night time, and it was getting colder by the minute.

If you don't build a fire soon, you'll be dead before the sun rises.

(In this ambitious tale, you will take on the role of an outcast Goblin, weak, starved and helpless. There are too many interpretations of what being a goblin consists of, and so I leave his description mainly up to the reader's imagination save for a few flavor details which will arise later)

*Wow, my story blew up a bit more than I anticipated... Barely one chapter in to it and I'm left wondering if maybe I should've written out a bit more before releasing it. Still, I wanted to test the waters a bit and see what reaction I would get and work from that later. Please stay tuned as I plan on continuing the tale of the Great (but not-so-good) Wallum the goblin fuckwit soon----- ish...

Build a fire, or read about the story?

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