a considerable amount of time had passed since the last soul was offered. the gods were angered by this, he was sure of it. next to no prey crossed his path, causing him to go hungry for days on end. he was able to a hare on a good day, but that was no meal for a cat. the gods were punishing him. he needed a soul quickly, so he sought out for the wolves. he ran across stale scents here and there, but they always ran cold. there was a group of them as well, but he wasn’t foolish enough to walk onto their terf. it was the loners he wanted.
the sun was just beginning to touch the mountains when he entered the cavern. it was a brilliant sight. the sunlight that trickled through the walls made the plant life glow a vibrant green. the grim reaper stopped to admire the light show. colors were always one thing that amazed Death.
the sun was just beginning to touch the mountains when he entered the cavern. it was a brilliant sight. the sunlight that trickled through the walls made the plant life glow a vibrant green. the grim reaper stopped to admire the light show. colors were always one thing that amazed Death.
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first the colors. - by Death the Cat - July 13, 2018, 04:53 PM
RE: first the colors. - by Cahira - July 15, 2018, 10:02 PM