or in this case, A trail of haribo
I hate hospitals. more importantly...
I hate the smell of disinfectant, the way it seems to stick to your nostrils like glue sticks to paper.
the last time I was in a hospital, all I could do was sit there and wait to be stitched up.
As I sat and waited to see Scootaloo, I took note of all the different people in the waiting room.
A couple walked up to me. "Excuse me, Mr Knight?" I got up from a slouching position and looked at them directly.
"yeah, what's up?"
"Thanks for saving our daughter" I simply shrugged.
"heh, as long as it's me getting punched in the face and no-one else, it's fine"
Scootaloo's Parents looked shocked. "how can you... say such a thing?"
I sighed. "I can take a hit, they can't"
The young couple then proceeded to chat amongst themselves.
I fell asleep, or at least tried. "Alan, Scoots wants to see you"
Rainbow dash had nudged me.
"Hey kiddo, how ya feeling?" I grinned.
She simply pointed at her leg, now in a plaster cast.
"ouch, dont worry.. Hoops isn't able to bother you anymore"
She looked up at me for a moment.
"no, I didn't... he got arrested instead" I smiled.
"thats fine then, Knight" she replied,
The nurse had popped up behind me. "Sir? Visiting hours are almost over"
"oh, bugger, well i'll see ya later scoots"
I felt a bizarre pull at that moment, A magical pull.
Clutching my head for a brief moment, I felt my vision blur.
To any onlookers I'd probably look a little mad.
But I began to follow a faint white glowing line.
It lead me to somewhere I thought i'd never go back to.
Twilight had explained to me about the everfree forest, and its dangers.
I remebered my brief encounters withthe creatures there and shuddered.
Hopefully I wouldnt run it to them again.
But Lady Luck hates me.
I followed the trail relentlessly. feeling the fresh forest air enter my lungs.
I began to run, still on the trail. I heard a roar, and as per usual, A manticore was tailing me.
one word coursed through my veins. "fuck".
Keeping the pace, I jumped over several fallen branches.
Before long, the trail was at an end. A castle...
A Fucking Castle.
I took a few steps inside. Looking around I noticed dust, lots and lots of dust.
but what made it cliche was the book on a pedestal. the whole room looked like a shrine of sorts.
dedicated to the book. The book itself was old and torn, the pages were yellow with age.
as I blew a large amount of dust off the book, I read its title.
The legends of Caliburn
"oh fuck me" was the only sound you could hear coming from the castle.
I opened the book, frantically searching for a much needed answer.
until finally my eyes rested on the page number. Now all I need is Deckard Cain
I began to read.
And so it came to pass that Lord Tirek, was turned to stone... And his castle in which so many cruel deeds took place fell rapidly into ruin. Rising over the Forests, a solitary tower, like some monument to Evil, is all that remains..
I huffed, Closing the book. "I swear i've heard that before somewhere" I shrugged my shoulders.
Upon turning to leave however, the floor crumbled away. leaving me to fall into darkness.