Post by Slayg on Apr 6, 2021 21:58:30 GMT -5
It was a peaceful day in Jingle Village. Men and women were hard at work in their various tasks... Some were cutting up the ice in a nearby lake for sale to the south, for some rich weirdos were willing to keep a tradition alive just so they could flex on the poor and claim that their ice came all the way from Jingle Village. Others were mining, growing in the greenhouses, or chopping down trees to keep their little village running. One young woman in particular was running errands for her mother, and as she skipped along the snow-covered streets to various storefronts, she sang a lovely melody. Barynya, as she was called, had a lovely voice and some training in the old tongue of the people of Jingle Village... an ancient northern dialect that predated Earth's unification by centuries. So, she sang old songs of warm fires and monsters and lovely days and flowers and spring and snow and whatever else she could remember. Melodies that should have paused and faltered instead flowed together into one long song that lasted for the whole of a walk to one place or the other.
Her voice carried crisp and clear over the snow-covered ground... all the way to a pair of pointed ears attached to a great, scaly beast.
It was about mid-day when the dragon attacked, flying down over the village to send down unholy fire upon the people's homes. He only took one thing, one person. Barynya, who screamed with all the power her lungs could hold for a savior, ANYONE to come and help her as she was held tight by the dragon's claws.
"HELP! HEEEEEELP!"
"Quiet down, child, nobody that can save you can hear you. Besides, I won't kill you... Your lovely voice is a treasure! A treasure I shall enjoy and nobody else!"
Nasu
Her voice carried crisp and clear over the snow-covered ground... all the way to a pair of pointed ears attached to a great, scaly beast.
It was about mid-day when the dragon attacked, flying down over the village to send down unholy fire upon the people's homes. He only took one thing, one person. Barynya, who screamed with all the power her lungs could hold for a savior, ANYONE to come and help her as she was held tight by the dragon's claws.
"HELP! HEEEEEELP!"
"Quiet down, child, nobody that can save you can hear you. Besides, I won't kill you... Your lovely voice is a treasure! A treasure I shall enjoy and nobody else!"
Nasu
Slayg has kidnapped a good singer!
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