The God





The man ran desperately through the forest, trying to escape the Call. It was driving him mad to hear it. He had thought that he had changed; that his past was behind him. Perhaps not. He ran as fast as possible, trying to escape the call of the God.

Alth stumbled through the underbrush. He fell, and tried desperately to regain his feet, but the call drove him mad, and he lay on the ground, holding his hands over his ears and screaming in madness. The Call was maddening to those who did not heed it. The God was powerful; he would not be denied his people. Alth crawled through the brush, moaning, trying to escape the Call. Finally, he came to the edge of the forest. He crawled a few paces past it, where the Call lessened. He fell to the ground, and passed out.