When Josie awoke, she found herself in a graveyard. She thought to herself she surely remembered that her backyard was the last place she was at. She tried to remember how she got here, but her memory was nearly blank.
Tag: grey stone
Beneath the Ruins
Skeletal whispers adorn the decaying ruins. The castle entrance is rubble at my bare feet. Tall tower imposing, encompassing all that dare to view. Voicing a challenge in a loud, booming voice, leaving tortured victims in the dewy grasses. The grey stone, antiquated. Unbearable, to see in an instant lives flash before our eyes, to… Continue reading Beneath the Ruins