by Feral-Enchilada » Sat Mar 27, 2010 12:39 pm
(Ugh, I am having a brain fart so excuse me if my writing is less-then-good for the first couple posts.)
Apathie sat in a dinghy, watching the Shadows dart around in the water like fish. They seemed to have minds of their own.
The little dinghy made it to Jack's ship in record time, propelled by the Shadows. He caught sight of a dark blob playing around with jack, tugging on his shirt and beard. He tapped the water impatiently as the Shadow dived into the water, the blobs clustered below his hand like a shoal of hungry fish. The Shadows pressed against each other, enveloping each other until it was one singular blob. The larger Shadow then changed it's shape into a javelin. He lifted the weapon out of the water and threw it.
The Shadows- holder of the shadow sickness- sped through the air, straight for Jack.