Post by Rugra on Dec 8, 2007 11:16:11 GMT -5
It was a dark, ferocious, stormy night along the coast of Lianar. Ten feet tall waves pounded onto the beach, sending debris of wrecked ships onto the coast. In the back ground about two miles off there was a black slate island. This was extremely difficult to see with the naked eye, during a storm like this. Out of the island shot a purple beam into the, air past the clouds and into the heavens. It is said, this beam can be seen across the continent. In between the Island and the Coast line, a man could be seen swimming with all his might. A brave, ignorant and maybe sometimes stupid young man by the name of Rugra. Waves pounded onto Rugra, as he swam through the dangerous waters. Sea water, splashed into his eyes burning them with a fury passion. Yet, he carried on. Maybe if it was any other day, the young man would have made it without the slightest problem. But that was not the case, today. On the corner of his eye, a monstrous wave collapsed onto Rugra. Underneath the water he held his breath, the young man faced to look up wards. By now, his eyes were burning with an unmatched fury. Quickly he swam up wards only to be knocked back down again.