Nr_Yet1208

~In a world where death is everywhere and the gods do nothing, living is hardly a blessing. The dark realm- the gods call this world. 
One day or rather one night, a young man- Daarc Green, finds himself stranded in the middle of a forest. He is hunted by goblins and then the undead. But wasn't he in his room all this time? And why would these things come after his life? Things didn't make sense but he marched deeper into the forest and met a statue of an angel.
Will he survive to tell the tale?~

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present tense= internal monologue
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Dawn- An age of Darkness

The spirit was hugging me much tighter than usual and with her chest a bit bigger than usual- the feeling wasn't so bad but-

"Is something wrong? I haven't heard from you for over a week but now you suddenly-"

This place was quite dark and I couldn't see. I couldn't hear any sound: I could just feel her. And for some reason she smelled citrusy.

"Your life is in danger. I cannot foresee the end of tomorrow in your future." She hugged me slightly tighter, it was almost as though she was afraid on my behalf.

I chuckled. "Really, you could see the future?"

The fact that she couldn't see tomorrow's future and what it meant, hadn't quite occurred to me yet.

"Yes, and your future for tomorrow is blank. I'm afraid you might die."

The way she casually said that almost sounded like she didn't really care all that much.

A very weary premonition