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More for Marcos
His eyes were open, but all he could immediately see was a brightly glowing boulder of an item in front of him about 25 paces away, hovering of its own free accord over a design on the floor, which was under about 3 inches of murkey water. The design was also aglow, but the symbols were unreadable under their watery submersion. The glow lit up a vast room, which in all appearances seemed to be still within the very Castle Lesismoore that he should still be in. Behind the glowing emerald, about fifty paces away from it, which made 75 paces between it and where Marcos sat, there were two stone columns that had strange writing upon them, also aglow with the eery green radiance. Between the two columns was an oval-shaped purple cloud, lightning coursing its way through the murk within. Marcos recognized this as a magical portal to some unknown destination...or from one.
Other observations was that he actually sat in the king's throne, upright, but bound by green-glowing whisps of smoke upon his wrists that he could see, as well as felt a similar hold upon his ankles and even his throat. Othewise, he was comfortable for the time being.
There was no sign of the two that had abducted him.
[ 10-26-2005, 02:18 PM: Message edited by: Larry_OHF ]
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