• Darkness... Everything around it was darkness. The house looked like a violent battle had occurred with walls that are bloody and cracked, furniture that were demolished, and windows that are broken.
    The body lies on the floor looked no different. Flesh that was cut, blood on the skin, bones that are fractured and cracked. Its eyes gazed at the roof, with no life in them. Its mouth was slightly open as if it was talking without a sound. It lied there with darkness and the light of the moon, on the floor, all bloody, all broken.
    The wind blew through the windows, making the curtains flow against it. The branches on the trees flowed back and forth as the winds blew and moaned. The wind entered and exited through the room, knocking over leftover glass like children running around the house.
    The wind made his eyes dry and his throat sore and dull. His blood dried quickly as they make a strange sign around his lifeless body. The wind blew more around him. There was a sound. A low sound of a beating drum. More Blood Poured out from his cuts at the thumping continues. His eyes so dry and his mouth so sore. He blinks....





















    Chronicles Of Kain