Shaw, woke up to the smell of stag on a fire,
"Hey look who woke up" the man he saw was Drake, a hunter from the dark caves.
The people of the caves mainly kept to themselves, but drake found Shaw as a boy lost in the woods. He gave up his people to raise Shaw.
"Drake your leg!" Shaw called out
The man pale leg was covered in a dark blood, shaw look at his face drake was only 2 years older than Shaw but he loved him as a brother.
"what this, it hurt like a orta." Shaw laughed,
Out of the corner of shaws eye he say a leaf looking object flutter across on the wind.
He jumped to his feet and took off after it.
Drake called after him. Shaw didn't hear him or didn't listen, what he saw was a myth.
" it's paper, real paper" he yelled out. The last time he saw that was when drake taught him wall script. It soared threw the forest, Shaw chased after it as Drake limped after him. " Slow down Shaw, your heading for the falls." Drake desperately chased after him.
"I can't lose my only family! "
He thought of the day he first met Shaw. He was hunting a sand wolf, when he heard a scream. Drake ran to see who was in trouble. What he saw chilled him to his very core.
These creatures where no more man, that beast. He pulled his bow from his back, as he stared the desert crawlers in the eyes, their blazed like fire. Chills ran through out his body, he drew an arrow and as the creature pounced.
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ESTÁS LEYENDO
The Way We Use to Live
Historia CortaB10 years, after a period call the decent. A young man finds a note, that may lead to the past, and it's secrets. On his way he meets a stranger, who has found a map to a city. Shaw must not fight a strange order trying to anyone from finding the se...
