Post by dezikai on Jul 9, 2015 20:31:39 GMT
Structure strode through the seemingly endless grave site. I hadn't the slightest clue as to where I was anymore- but one thing that I knew for sure was that I had the emptiness of Mortifera. From all of my traveling it became apparent that the two-legged mongrels did in fact fall off the face of the earth. Upon my awakening, I set out- and I was headed anywhere I could find any sort of interaction. As I wondered, I realized the few that did encounter me strayed away- practically ran for the hills. It didn't take me long to figure out why- I had realized I was a walking corpse. I wasn't supposed to be alive, and with that came the.. consequences? I found them more of an advantage. Because, who would want to fuck with a wolf who's strutting around comfortably with flesh torn and bone exposed as if it's normal?
As morbid as it may sound, I found this place comforting. I was dead, but not. Unlike those buried beneath the dirt here. No, I was dead. The old me, that is. Every little bit of good that I had was now gone, it disappeared. And it seemed that any and all darkness in me only amplified. I thought I didn't care for many before I was left to rot, but now I truly didn't care. In fact, I felt more of a rage more than anything. It could be decided that I would officially bury that past here, that was dead and gone. Crown fixated upwards, droplets of moisture fell suddenly in little rounds, and before long I was already caught in a downpour. Padders landed slick on the quickly moistening terrain beneath me. Mud made it's way between my bad the further I went on. I was in search of a drier place to hold out in, but it wasn't long after I realized there wasn't much for dry areas around here- after all, I was in a cemetery.
Crawling from hell,
fallen from grace.
fallen from grace.
aND THERE IS NOTHING LEFT TO TAKE, LEAVING THE PAST TO THE GRAVE.SO WE CAN REINCARNATE.
credit to nat of adoxography.
