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06/27/10(Sun)02:16 No.10770141>>10769740 Not a problem, namefriend- I'm always happy to practice my writefaggotry for a good cause. ...I just don't do it often enough due to laziness.
Austin rappelled down the wall, fifty feet... a hundred... five hundred... a thousand... deeper still, until all was dark but for the faint light below of a consumed sun sputtering it's last breaths. A touch of his safety helmet brought vision, the dim green glow created by magic compressing certain key elements together. All around him, the walls shimmered with vast deposits of metals, gems, and stranger elements, those which civilization relies on for all it's facets, from agriculture, to industry, to war. Hanging from the rope harnessed about him, he opened one of numerous bags worn on his body to begin collecting minerals. Slow and steady, picking flakes from the walls left Austin plenty of time to think. He had a family back home, his mother and siblings. Father died in the last war, and so Austin moved far skull-ward to be able to earn enough money to support the family. 20 gold was his monthly salary, and he wired nearly all of it home to them, keeping just enough to feed himself- thankfully, room was provided by the company. And so he mined on, tapping away at the walls, moving ever further down as the night went on, unaware of the danger that awaited him...
(Sorry that took me awhile, got distracted by roommate showing me another thread.) |