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~ Scribbles some words ~ The sun dipped low, casting an amber glow across the dense canopy of trees. I had set up camp near a burbling stream, the water cool and clear, promising life. My name is Hammerdrive, a barbarian born of the mountains, hardened by the wild. As I gathered wood for the fire, the scent of damp earth filled my lungs, grounding me. I could hear the distant call of a hawk and the rustle of leaves as the forest stirred. This was home, even if it was temporary. I started the fire with flint and tinder, the crackling flames a comforting presence. With nightfall creeping in, I pulled out my small hunting knife and prepared the haunch of deer I?d caught earlier that day. The meat sizzled over the flames, sending a savory aroma into the air. It was a simple meal, but one earned through sweat and patience. As I feasted, I thought of my clan?warriors who thrived in the heart of the wild. They had taught me the ways of survival: respect the land, listen to the whispers of the trees, and never let your guard down. Out here, I was not just a barbarian; I was part of something greater. The forest grew darker, shadows stretching and twisting like phantoms. I felt the primal instinct surge within me. Danger lurked in the silence. A snap of a twig made my heart race. I reached for my axe, the familiar weight reassuring in my grip. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows?a wolf, eyes gleaming with curiosity and hunger. My breath caught. I knew that if I didn?t act, it would decide I was its next meal. I stood tall, letting my presence fill the space between us. With a low growl, I brandished my axe, the firelight flickering in its sharp edge. The wolf hesitated, muscles taut, then retreated slowly, blending back into the darkness. I exhaled, adrenaline pumping through my veins. I couldn?t let fear consume me; I was the master of my fate, forged by the wilderness. The night deepened, stars punctuating the sky like ancient warriors keeping watch. I sat by the fire, the warmth wrapping around me like a cloak. I listened to the sounds of the night?the rustle of creatures, the whisper of the wind. Here, I was alive. Sleep came slowly, but I welcomed it, knowing that the dawn would bring new challenges and adventures. Tomorrow, I would explore deeper into the forest, face whatever lay ahead, and continue to prove my place among the wild. In the wilderness, I was not just surviving; I was thriving, a barbarian among the shadows, embraced by the earth. ~ Hammerdrive, Barbarian | |