Darius Sandensire's Story

Darius Sandensire

"What..? Where am I?" He said cluelessly, Darius had found himself walking around in a strange corridor, the walls made of slightly rotted wood, each step made the floor creak, and the only light source were the few oil lamps on the walls. Going faster with his walking pace as he noticed he was walking for a while he looked behind him, a set of light blue eyes watching him from the darkness, waiting for something.

"Penelope? Is that you?" Nervously saying as he approached the eyes, it wasn't anyone he knew but instead a young woman with white hair and a long white dress. He was confused, she just stood there looking at him with a blank stare that suddenly changed to an angry stare and followed by a loud shriek. Darius' only thought was to run and that's what he did, turning he bolted down the corridor, yelling in fright. As the stranger began catching up with him, he found a door with chipped white paint and a rusted doorknob that gave much resistance when he attempted opening it, finally opening it when she was about ten yards away and he locked it behind him, the room was dim with a small broken window, nailed shut for some reason.

"W-what was that? I can't open the door...I want to leave." Beginning to cry slightly he turned around with his eyes closed, leaning against the door and when he opened his eyes, a person's face was right in front of him, they had shackles with chains that trailed back into the dark corner. At that very moment Darius woke up, sitting up swiftly while breathing heavily, he felt his own heart beating.

"It was a dream...good. Wait a minute..." Looking up at the heavy snowfall and then back down to get a look of the area, he was on a snowy coastline it seemed. Standing up he looked around for anyone while walking along the coast, crossing his arms from the freezing cold and then looking off the land, the large mass of ice and fog.

Azix looked down on the singular flower that was on the deserted land of cold. The whiteness of it looked so majestic and goes well with the environment, that it aspires a single sigh to the watcher. The human took his scythe, rest on the top part of the handle on his shoulder and wrap the rest of his right arm around the rest of the handle, while his backpack was present of his back.

He liked living wildly in the frosted land; it wasn’t crowded, and led him to feel better with the temperature. He didn’t even need his clothing, though, he doesn’t feel the likeness of being naked either; it would just be really awkward when someone would meet up with him. Talking about strangers, with the corner of his eyes, he could see someone that was freezing in the snow. He tilted his head for a second, thinking if it would better to save him. He got down the hill that he was on and walked up to the adolescent.

“Hello there.”

He first stated as the snow hardened on their feet; he wouldn't like the stranger to get to drag down into the snow. Azix made his scythe fell backward on the snow as he took his backpack down his shoulders and searched for some clothing for the poor being.

”You shouldn’t be out in this temperature with that clothing on,” he said as he pulled out clothing that was sufficient to block the coldness and quite large for the structure of the stranger, “Next time, be prepared. We should find the nearest inn…” he looked up at the clouds, like if it was some ways to make him remember where he was. ”Hmmm; Frostberg seems to be the closest." Azix concluded as he turned to the small being, towering next to him. "Can you walk?” he asked as he popped his backpack up his shoulders, holding his scythe again.

Darius Sandensire

"Am I still dreaming? I must be, I may not know where I actually was when awake but I know it wasn't here." Many things were going through his head at that time, his surroundings were unaware to him as he walked in deep thought. As the strange man approached him, he snapped out of his trance and jumped back, a scared look on his face. His cautiousness and stress quickly turned to mere confusion when, this person came out of no where and then started helping him, not that he wouldn't accept it since he could easily see he was in no condition to be out here. Walking back up he took a jacket, scarf, and a pair of gloves, putting them on and smiling to him.

"Thanks mister, I doubt I could have gone much longer, before going to Frost Burger or whatever it is, where am I? I know this is a dream but I guess I'm curious." Waiting for him to begin walking, standing right behind him as if he was hiding to be cautious.