Mikal ran towards the golden wings pouring its golden flow down, its golden shiny liquid spreading through a wide range.
As Mikal moved faster, the louder his footsteps became. Originally his the sound of his footsteps, were quiet, too quiet. He continued nearly reaching the golden liquid.
The sound of both being's footsteps couldn't be distinguished.
*muffled run
*muffled run
*muffled run
*muffled run
*muffled run
*muffled run
*muffled run
He started to quietly pant
*Huff
*Huff
Thoughts rushed through his mind be each time they did he brushed them on to keep running.
When Mikal was younger he participated in many sports and activities, but something was different about this run. Like something else was draining him.
He reached the golden liquid that constantly stretching its golden shine, it spread about 10 meters in length.
The golden shine was to bright where he couldn't see but non the less I sparkled in the void
The liquid wasn't like a pond where the voids "ground" contained it, it was like a water that was being spread across a flat surface.
He continued running towards the wings not stopping at the golden liquid.
"Fuck" he said while panting and exhausted
The wing where in the center of the flowing liquid. The wings stood still but yet floating.
2 minutes and 50 seconds have passed since he started running, he heard no more muffle running, it was like it was near the liquid.
As Mikal ran he heard no more of "enemy's" footsteps, it was quiet.
Mikal was about touch the wing, the beings face pears through the darkness.
The being had pure black eyes, short brown hair, brown beard, pale nose, and straight nose.
'So your the one I've been waiting for' the being thought as he held up the most satanic grin
'I'll wait'
Mikal touched the wings then a bright light illuminated area. Then he saw his surroundings again it was home. He was lying on the ground, and drenched in sweat.
He started to cry and hysterically laugh feeling like he have overcame something impossible.
Even though Mikal want to change his clothes his saw that Arther was still in the unconscious, he decided to wait.
He went towards his fridge and grabbed a drink, looked at the clock and calender: 1:30 and November 17.
He got up to a nearby fridge, grabbed out a energy drink and sat backed down.
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