Monsters Inside.

It was rather cold for the desert.

The shadows stretched far, creeping up the sides of the cliffs and leaving nothing else. He was still rather dizzy, molten hues blinking slowly to life as rusting bones slowed to a stop. He was getting too old when would it end or was he cursed to revolve round and round the earth relentless as the moon above. A fickle heart pumping blood through corroded veins yet somehow he was still standing here. What could be found out in this wasteland he wasn't sure, but a strange sense left him tingling inside.

His pale hide was filthy, a matted mess of dust and mud and blood making his transparency tainted. He crept softly, limber legs caring him far across the sand, no stars where out tonight it was full dark and he came to understand how alone he was out here. He could scream as loud as he wanted and never be heard. It was all in his head perhaps, broken from things long ago but it wasn't his fault that pieces of him had been taken when they left pieces he could never replace and now he was as hallow as he looked, ribs outlined underneath the mess.

Something bleached was poking out of the ground, his curiosity caught like a fly. It never failed to happen. The colors were all blended together, he felt like a stranger he had never met. He approached in silence, lingering a few feet off as it sank in. It was a wolf skull or what was left and he had no idea why this would scare him so badly but he was trembling, molten gaze ripped away to look at the nothingness before him. The sins he had committed all collided at once leaving it very hard to breath.



"We'll wish this never ends"