10-27-2015, 03:05 PM
The journey felt long and gloomy. Then again, it probably was. As I follow Astri, hatred grows teeth and claws. The ravens cawing and circling overhead don't help any. Infact, they seem to be boring into my soul.
The trees here are gloomy, coated in icicles. The snow is well worn and spears to have blood on it.
"Astri, why did you want me to join the chamber? I don't think I'd be much use." I ask, trying to escape. Also knowing that I was useless.
The trees here are gloomy, coated in icicles. The snow is well worn and spears to have blood on it.
"Astri, why did you want me to join the chamber? I don't think I'd be much use." I ask, trying to escape. Also knowing that I was useless.
~Are
~Miracles
~Staying
~True
~Every
~Risk