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|Just a wierd little story I came up with. Don't be afraid to be harsh with this one - I want to make it really good. Yes that means you can nit-pick about tiny details.|
update: Thanks to kind comments I have revised this and fixed the problems mentioned.
Updated again. Getting there...
Samis slithered along the floor, the blackness of his surface hiding him well within the shadows of the tall sentinels. Like an eel he slid stealthily from shade to shade, and the bug-winged ferrets circling overhead saw him not. All his sensors stood out - his belly-ear hugging the ground; his porous skin shuddering at the acid smell in the air; his inky eye shining in the darkness. Creepily he flowed against the stony foot of a sentinel and held himself upright.
Samis froze, his belly-ear twitching. He could hear a crackling, spitting sound around the corner. Slowly a pool of light grew from around the corner, illuminating the dim landscape in bright purple-pink. Samis flattened himself against the foot of the sentinel. The spitting sound, like raindrops on hot coals, grew louder. Slowly a sluglike body pulled itself into view on fingerlike limbs. Its glowing body was the source of the light, filled with tiny night-eyes. Fat purple sparks leaped off it, hissing in anger when they fizzled on the ground.
Samis could feel his skin crawling, and he reached out a tendril as furtively as he could to stop it getting away. A spark leaped from the glowing creature and landed on Samis. Chittering happily, it ran behind him and sat there. The glowing creature stopped and turned. It went to the place where Samis had been hiding and inspected it carefully with all of its night-eyes, but Samis had already slid over the foot of the sentinel and was speeding stealthily away.
When he was far from the purple glow, Samis stopped and tried to brush away the spark, but it, now glowing a joyful green, was too quick. Samis settled for glaring at it meaningfully, which at least made it dim its glow and stop wriggling. He continued on, slithering between the shadows of the sentinels, always keeping the spark out of sight.
Samis peered around the heel of the sentinel he was behind, and blinked. There it was, throwing silver light out into the murky darkness - the Pearl of Light. His eye began to water, the blackness quivering. He had finally found it. As he sat there, staring at it, he felt a sharp pinch in his side. He coiled back and glared at the spark sitting there, but it looked indignantly right back. He glared at the spark once more for emphasis, and then peeked around the sentinel again.
In the radiant glow of the Pearl of Light he could see three fire-bulls stalking the area, their ruby eyes searching the darkness. Samis crept closer, silent and careful, until he could almost touch it, if he should just extend a tendril... but there were no more shadows to hide in.
Samis quivered with anticipation. He was so close! The spark looked worried. Samis abandoned all caution, and, slipping out of the shadows, he pounced on the Pearl of Light. The covering of its light made the fire-bulls snap their heads towards Samis and without hesitation they sprung alight, flames leaping down their coal-red sides, and charged.
Samis hefted the Pearl and ran. He could feel the hot breath of the bulls stinging his skin, but he dared not look back. He ducked and darted between the sentinels, dodging the clumsy fire-bulls, but the bug-winged ferrets had caught the alarm and were swooping towards him. He leaped from side to side, deftly avoiding their dives, but the fire-bulls had caught up to him again, and there was a purple glow coming towards him. He ducked between two sentinels and ran to the side,
and everything fell silent. Samis ran right into a purple night-eye creature, but it stayed still. Samis scampered in the other direction, looking twice at the fire-bulls frozen in mid-stride. Still he ran, until a giant hand reached down and plucked the Pearl of Light between two massive stony fingers and lifted it into the air. Samis clung to it for dear life, closing his eye tightly and gripping as hard as he could with his tendrils. Another giant hand grasped Samis and pulled him away before lifting him in front of a great, yellow eye. It regarded Samis, struggling to reach the Pearl, then tossed him far away, to the edge of the land of the sentinels.
Samis lay for a long time among the rocks. Even the concerned pinching of the spark, now a worried pink colour, failed to rouse him. Eventually, however, he did get up, and without a backward glance slunk away among the rocks. The spark clung to him, and became his best friend, but although Samis escaped that day with his life intact, the same cannot be said of his heart, which yearned for the Pearl of Light evermore.
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