Post by Auroth on Mar 7, 2007 0:16:40 GMT 1
It was a quiet place, deep within the serene woods. Wildlife grew freely, untouched by man's consuming growth as sunlight shinned down upon this small, green Oasis. A spring was evident here as well, with the sounds of a waterfall off in the distance. This patch of land was at the foot of a long mountain, stretching as far as the eye could see against the cerulean sky. On some rocks nearby was a long, elegant yet dirty white trench coat, as well as a white T-shirt. Through the bushes, sounds of movement could be heard, coming ever close and closer to this patch. Ruffling through the green was none other than Auroth, shirtless and white with a towel wrapped around his hair. Sitting down upon a nearby rock, the Angel took a brief moment to stare up into the clear skies, letting the zenith of the sun shine down upon him this fine, warm Saturday.
"What a lovely day" he said to himself with a smile, before getting up.
His body, while appearing scrawny and weak, was actually well defined with muscles and abs. He keeps his body in very fine condition as he works out every day. Just before, he was meditating under the forceful blows of the waterfall, pushing down ever so hard on him as he meditated and honed his mind. Yet despite these attempts of meditation, he could still feel the cold, illogical touch of his madness swarm from the corners of his psyche as he tried to focus his mind. As the darkness of insanity nearly take over, he could soon focus on the forceful and painful blows the waterfall was constantly dishing out, keeping the madness at bay. It was the only form of meditation that worked, everything else resulted in him going berserk for a few minutes. Regardless, getting up and out of his seat, the man moved toward a nearby trunk, seemingly smoother than all the other trees.
"Well, here I begin" He said...
Suddenly, faster than the eye could see, Auroth released a punch that smashed into the tree. In the next moment, a kick was sent, causing a small crack to appear. He continued like this, smashing the plant as sweat dripped down his head. On that note, blood began to swell on his knuckles while bruises appeared on his feet. He had been pushing himself, forcing his knuckles to get stronger and feet to become more durable. Besides that, this also gave Auroth the ability to review katas, moves and other things as he continued to relentlessly assault the tree. After a good time, the man stopped before reaching down, getting into push-up position as he looked at the blood along his hands. As he pushed up and down, he noticed the blood slowly, but surely, staining the grass. After 80 push-ups, Auroth got up, tired from the exercise.
He stared at the spring for a second, wondering if he should jump in. While it certainly would be refreshing, he would wait until he was absolutely sweat and dirty before jumping in. Walking toward the rock, still shirtless, he sat down, resting his back against the large object and took a moment to observe the sun, giving his body some time to heal itself....
"What a lovely day" he said to himself with a smile, before getting up.
His body, while appearing scrawny and weak, was actually well defined with muscles and abs. He keeps his body in very fine condition as he works out every day. Just before, he was meditating under the forceful blows of the waterfall, pushing down ever so hard on him as he meditated and honed his mind. Yet despite these attempts of meditation, he could still feel the cold, illogical touch of his madness swarm from the corners of his psyche as he tried to focus his mind. As the darkness of insanity nearly take over, he could soon focus on the forceful and painful blows the waterfall was constantly dishing out, keeping the madness at bay. It was the only form of meditation that worked, everything else resulted in him going berserk for a few minutes. Regardless, getting up and out of his seat, the man moved toward a nearby trunk, seemingly smoother than all the other trees.
"Well, here I begin" He said...
Suddenly, faster than the eye could see, Auroth released a punch that smashed into the tree. In the next moment, a kick was sent, causing a small crack to appear. He continued like this, smashing the plant as sweat dripped down his head. On that note, blood began to swell on his knuckles while bruises appeared on his feet. He had been pushing himself, forcing his knuckles to get stronger and feet to become more durable. Besides that, this also gave Auroth the ability to review katas, moves and other things as he continued to relentlessly assault the tree. After a good time, the man stopped before reaching down, getting into push-up position as he looked at the blood along his hands. As he pushed up and down, he noticed the blood slowly, but surely, staining the grass. After 80 push-ups, Auroth got up, tired from the exercise.
He stared at the spring for a second, wondering if he should jump in. While it certainly would be refreshing, he would wait until he was absolutely sweat and dirty before jumping in. Walking toward the rock, still shirtless, he sat down, resting his back against the large object and took a moment to observe the sun, giving his body some time to heal itself....
