I am stuck
story thus far:
Ugliness…
That word summed up the day quite nicely. Hardly a day this grotesquely malformed and malignant was forced upon all those who chose to wake into it. Granted, not many people awoke on that day. Their multiple formless bodies littered beds and graves far and wide. The streets were stained red. Cities lay in waste, and smoke choked the crimson skies.
I am stuck.
Ugliness…
That word summed up the day quite nicely. Hardly a day this grotesquely malformed and malignant was forced upon all those who chose to wake into it. Granted, not many people awoke on that day. Their multiple formless bodies littered beds and graves far and wide. The streets were stained red. Cities lay in waste, and smoke choked the crimson skies.
I am stuck.