A new beginning, or a new end?
So the mists took him? or did he become lost within?
Amelia, the love lost because some nobles full of drink could not keep to themselves.
She chose the abyss over abuse, and plunged his soul with her.
He found her below, broken, like a doll trampled by horses, in her blue dress she wore just for him.
And something tore loose...
He found them all, some ran they had seen what happened to the rest
No one managed to run for long
He let the screams fill the void within....
Then he had to run
Those with gold to not take kindly to them being hunted, and hunters seeking gold come easy
And they died
In cold blankets by the waysides, in cozy inns in towns
And they came no more
Killing was all he was good at now, all he had left.
No longer tempered by the soft words of Amilia.
A shadow in the night with talons of steel he sought death but found mist
Let he who chases monsters take care not to become one