DR-OCA Round 6 PT 1 It's getting worse, Nick thought to himself. He turned around, attempting to view his back through the mirror. The hair on his arm had spread up towards his shoulder now and there was even some sort of bony obtrusion growing from the joint of his elbow. Though it wasn't big enough to be noticeable, Nick could still feel that it was definitely something abnormal. He turned back and examined the front of his chest once more. The dog-like fur had crept up to his collarbone and threatened to climb up his neck. If this continues, Nick thought worriedly, will there come a time when I will no longer look human? Nick shuddered at the thought. I have to stop talking. I'll only end up hurting Maya if I keep going on like this. A knock sounded on the door and Nick quickly threw his shirt back on. He opened the door and found Maya staring at him wide eyed.
"There's a big spider in the room," she whispered. Nick
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"Stop squirming!" Zar roared in irritation.
"It's not me!" Payton yelled back. In front of him, the disfigured man laughed and waved his hands around. Payton had already lost track of the number of times he had saved the man's life just by preventing him from falling off of Zar's back. "Stop," Payton yelled and wrapped his arms around the sick man, "moving." It was an awkward feeling, having to sit on Zar's back and stay perfectly balanced all the while hugging some insane mage. "I am so not enjoying this," Payton muttered. The man didn't squirm under Payton's hold, though.
"You're not the only one," Zar growled. In the back of Payton's mind he wondered what had happened to this mage to cause not only the insanity but also the disfigurations. He was nearly as ugly as the ta'kut. The only thing that made him marginally better than the awful creatures was the fact that he didn't smell as awful as th
Don't JumpIt's not such a long way down. That's what I tell myself as I stare at the ground below me. But then...jumping would accomplish nothing. I would live if it weren't such a long way down. I close my eyes and the image of that boy is in my head. I can feel a tear escape and run down my cheek. He would never love me. I knew this for a fact. I had spent my whole life with him. He had been my closest friend. And recently, I had been hoping we could be more. But he would never choose me. I knew he wouldn't. I was too simple and plain. I wasn't particularly talented in any area. He wants someone more mysterious and more beautiful than me, I'm sure.
It would be so much easier to end everything now. I had made up my mind. I'd rather die than not be with him. It's a very, very long way down. I hold out my arms and for a moment, I believe I can fly. The wind seems to be coaxing me, pushing me further over the edge. If I were to lean just a little more, everything would be over. I would finally be