unknown

My name is unknown to humen kind, or to any kind for that matter. My face is unknown to any living soul, not so much the dead. Do you want to know my story? Do you dare continue on? 

This story is not what I have written but it is what you read.

 

 

                                                       ~ Unknown

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Unknown 

the day was dark and depressing, cold and rainy, but most important, full of betrayal and separation. A scream in the distance shattered his heart for the last time, he lay on the ground and attempted to drowned himself in his own tears that fell hopelessly onto the floor where he was chained. In his soul he was dead, but in his mind he knew his heart was beating and his body was full of life. He took a deep breath, for he knew what was coming. As he lifted his head and tuned his eyes to the door, a creature that he knew from horror story from when he was a child walked into the stone room where he lay. Its fur a light brown, and nose covered with snot and foam from its mouth. He screamed,  not because of this demonic creature, but because of what it carries. The body of what used to be his wife, her long black hair was now short ,gray and knotted in dust. Her green eyes were black, her tan skin was now pail and lifeless. The creature lay her down on the

stone before him. He held her hand in his, and kissed er lightly on the cheek and whispered “I'll be back for you. I promise” . His eyes filled with water and overflowed onto his peaked face. The beast thet stood before him chained his hands together, from here on no one knows who, or what killed him or who he is