Blog #heels

Let's return to the present , to the Thin Desert , with Heels. She kept going , she kept moving , she did not stop only barely , she went from village to village , but now she had 0 food and water , she didn't have coin on her , she wouldn't survive for very long alone like this , especially in those lands

Sails walks through the woods , writing as he loses more blood . I just write things because i like to write , but as much as i can criticize chaos , i am definitely someone chaotic when it comes to writing

She descends from her horse and looks around , she looks one dead body , she sees scars that clearly were not human made , it wasn't a sword or an axe , it looked like the blood inside their bodies was inexistent , just the gore remained , it appeared sucked from their bodies , even children's were killed

They were getting closer to a structure past the woods , Sails didn't trust them , nor did Heels , but what other choice could they get? They arrived at a castle on a hill , it was beautiful , seems like it was from there where they heard the bells before.

They Stayed in the car , waiting , for whatever. Heels looks over to the nervous leader "You're going to explain to me what is happening and how do you know my real name?" he looks at her , and rests on the car pillow , looking a couple of times outside before looking at her .

Parking lots are not truly something out of the ordinary , however they can become creepy when you visit them at night , when no one is there , when no one is alive , when no one is awake.

There was a chess board in the middle of an empty room. It looked soo lonely on this wooden table. Heels got near it and saw the chess pieces looking, Alive?

There's a legend that lies in the desert of the underground. Some people tell the story of a face hiding in the sands, these souls are loyal only to what the core says and does.