Just One More Delay... · 4:12pm Jul 17th, 2017
I am almost done getting the second half of "In Search of Sunset: The Mysterious Island" done. If I'm lucky, I could get whatever's left done by the time I go to work for the evening. In the meantime though, if anyone is interested in editing the story, leave a comment or a PM so I can get back to you once I'm done.
In the meantime, here's a preview excerpt if you are caught up.
“We once believed in things that make us go bump in the night. Well, the Tagatu had that feeling too and used to live in fear of everything. Then,” Sunset motions her head to the large gorilla that provided their escape sitting down and checking his wounds, “some nightmares protected them from other nightmares.”
Sunset leads them to a shrine constructed from a cannibalized ocean liner, one in several that were accidentally run aground decades ago. Going through a tear in the hull, the “tour group” stops before another group of Tagatu adorned in blue, priests if to be asked. Walking inside, the Crusaders and Jimmy notice the small stalagmites with white ink painted on them; standing straight in front of them, the rocks formed a gestalt image of one of the many creatures this island contains. Another set of stalagmites displays a long battle between the Tagatu and the Skedar.
“From what I’ve gathered, such creatures have helped the Tagatu for centuries” - Sunset looks at another set of spires at her right, showing a depiction of the mass grave where she saved her guests - “but not without some losses.”
“But if you said the monsters are on our side,” Scootaloo motions to the world outside the village, “why are they trying to kill us?”
“I wasn’t exactly trusted by them either. But when I arrived,” Sunset points behind them, “they were scurrying the place.” The Crusaders and Jimmy turn around, seeing the painting of the white headed, two legged reptiles that attacked them. “On this island, gods walk among us, and devils creep beneath.”
“And what are they called?” Jimmy asks. The Shobijin each fold their hands and lower their heads, while the Tagatu shudder and mumble.
“The Shobijin and the Tagatu won’t speak their name,” Sunset whispers, “but I call them Skull Crawlers.”
“Because they have a white head?” Asks Sweetie Belle.
“No, because wherever they crawl, they leave death and de- look,” In a sharp change of mood, Sunset pinches her temples, “I’m still a bit scatterbrained after what just happened. You call them whatever you want.”
“I'm fine calling them that.” Scootaloo turns to her friends, “Are you cool with that?”
“Yeah.” Apple Bloom nods at Sweetie Belle, “That seems okay.”
“I like the name.” Sweetie Belle adds, looking at Jimmy who shakes his head as well.
An awkward silence before Sunset places the twins on her shoulders and brings her hands together.
“Anyway.”
Take care now.
