( ( There was a gentleness that was lost..) )

There is a wide hilly area, and the area around it seems very primitive. You can see a church in the distance and crawling slowly towards it is a little girl. Her hair is completely caked in filth, so the color is unrecognizable, making it only a muddy brown. Her body is extremely malnourished and the only thing covering her is a thin grey shift ( Read more... )

The girl stirred in her sleep; trembling beneath the stained glass windows of the church close to where she had originally taken residence with Rolo. She had seen the glow of a fire they had recently started; and the church had been the best location. It was full of warmth; though being in it was a terror in itself. She had gotten over her memories ( Read more... )