Board Thread:Off-Topic Discussion/@comment-29637681-20161210161753/@comment-27163598-20170215051316

Glove lights a fire in the center of the chamber, the room lits up beautifully. The chamber walls are covered in drawings, telling a story. Glove picked up a scorched crystal, as he scraped it against the wall, it caused sparkler levels of sparks, but the burn mark left on the wall was nice. It was his life story, his life and everything in it. He was updating it, as he drew the image of his brother hanging on a stake branch, the big chase, and the release of the troodons.

"Hmm, its been a long time since ive been in here" glove stopped in his tracks, he turned around and richard was standing there looking at the walls "but last time I was here, there was only one image, he pointed at one in the corner. Is was an image of multiple arthropleura being crushed in a cave collapsing. Glove being crushed. "I told you to go down the back"

"Yeh about that, you dont have a crazy person live next door, I went down there, did u kill my brother"

"Why shoild that matter"

"My brother was degutted, he was skin and bone hanging on a stake"

"A messege"

"How many more of my family did you kill"

"Depends, how many died"

"You know, many years ago when I was but a hatchling, you took our pack, dumped us in the caves, some of us had never even seen the light, we all knew from your word that every time someone entered the heart of the mountain, someone died, but it was you all along, we were your brains, we came up with these plans but you lowered us into our graves anyway, u killed 10 of my friends"

Glove turned back to the drawing board, he added a little to the previous drawing and started a new one, it was him in fight with troodons, then quickly he drew a second picture, an important one.

"Ive had enought of this, luckly, I had time to find friends" multiple more troodons entered the cave. Glove got ready for the fight to come. He blew out the fire. Richard spoke, un effected by the darkness "you hide in the shadows, but you merely adopted in, I was raised in it, by the time I saw the light I was already a man" then he fight brutes through he darknesa, I cant describe it thouh, to dark, but just imagine red embers and flicks of black going past it. Then they tumbled out the chamber into the light. Glove was twisting and twerling and whipping everywhere while the troodons grappled on.