Chapter 148
- Rȗҽ
- Death. The scent clung to the air. It was putrid and my heightened senses made it all the worse. I amble through the woods finding myself following the scent of death.
- I didn't know why but I felt a unmistakable pull. The sound of the leaves dancing on the branches as the breeze brush pass relaxed me all the more. It was like a continuous chant pulling me in further.