The moon shone against a dark, thick blanket. Feathery cloud danced across the green trees. A bird tweeted like a flute. But, this isn't a happy place. You need to get out of here. You are one of the Hated...
A foresty scent drifted across your nose. You inhale it bacause you may not have the second chance. Your horse moves heavily, making you feel sleepy. But, there's no time to nap. You are one of the Loved, and your purpose of this world is to eliminate the Hated...
Skellies + Rules coming up!
Please tell us why you'd like to report this post
Little Peom for ya!
Little ol' Tuck,
Got ran over by a truck.
Knew you would cry,
So I told a Lie.