Ok some more doodling.
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So as ever I have left it to the last part of the day to be creative.
In the desolate land of Nagiryu a gate is to know where had been erected.
It has stood for many a year, for so long that even the elders cannot remember why it was built.
The legends say it was a gateway to a walled metropolis, that ruled this ancient land.
Some say it is an arch to remember the great war that turned this once fertile land into a barren wasteland.
Other theories suggest, that it is a sculpture from the famed artist Maestro Jacobs of the Gollen tribe. For the lettering on the north upright mentions him directly.
To the west of this great edifce is a smooth eplisce shaped marble stone, the grass and knotweeds have not over run it some say it is the focal point of the gate. Carved on the marble it says :
Once it lived, and contorlled the worlds
Tricked by three, it now dwells in captivity.
Snarling, growling, tearing at its prision.
The beast and champion of Marduk.
Your civilization are founded on sandcastles
And the floods of the east will erase them from the annals of time.
Forewarned are thee.
Such is the mystery of Tengumon, visitors have been known to see shadows move independently to their casters.
As long as the bell does not chime on the top of the gate the lands of Nagiryu are at peace.
BONG
BONG
BONG…..
So tonight’s mad panic is :
The movement was sudden, it was the bright light that caught his eye. It was there then gone, replaced by a blurred movement. Even as his brain processed this his body was moving, checking itself as it got ready for the impact. The blur was closer now and the distinct arc of the baseball bat was telegraphing towards his head. The brain calculated the arc as he bobed to theleft and accelerated the arm into wall with a left parry, track his right down the arm to the wrist as his left palm connected to his assailants ear and slaming head it to the wall. As the youth crumpled to the floor DC Shaw cuffed him expertly with the boys arms behind his back.