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The Outsider: A Short Story

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As if the pelt cloak wasn't odd enough, the acorn-like lantern clasped in the wanderer's mitts had an unusual flame encased inside. There was no wick or oil for the flame to be fueled from. It just floated in place while shining a brilliant, yellow light over the wanderer and lighting up a yard of the surroundings. Feelings of unsatisfying mystery irradiated from this outsider as his or her face was blacked out from the shadow of the dead syzthan's large rat-like snout casted over their face.

Who was this unknown soul? Why are they alone? Where are they going? What are they looking for? Everything that's seen here utterly ridicules all hints of an answer for these questions

The outsider continued to advance towards their unknown destination without haste, but …show more content…

The glass shatters inward and combines with the twisting ball of passionate heat and light. This dazzling build up of the impending blast did not alarm nor amuse the hooded outsider. But still, they could not ignore the fact that this fireball will explode.

So, they calmly turned away and crouched in order to brace themselves, only to be surrounded in a dome of thick gusts of wind. Then, they oddly raise their arm up with an open palm and made a tight fist. And like an Olympian runner reacting to the firing of a gun, the ball erupts with a grand amounts of noise and energy, sending a shock wave far across the court and out into the storming wild. Out of the hot cloud from the explosion, shot a thunderous pillar of spiraling flames, reaching high into the skies above, punching a hole straight through the storm clouds.

The beam soon dissolved and a moment of near silence washed over. With eyes still glowing red as rubies, the wanderer raised its head and looked back only to see what looked like a tall, faceless man composed entirely of flaming black shadow with glowing veins of golden liquid running through

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