The bit of his axe stuck out of the side of the tree. He had been clearing the area in attempt to excise the cancer growing. He adjusts his harness and pulls his axe free. Another enchantment by the witch, the woodsman keeps at his task, now with ease.
Month: October 2019
Run your brain, run your mouth, run your body to the ground. Run, run, run so you do not think. While the pain comes out your fingertips.
Here rings the next bell and another step forwards towards the great beast. The bells sound, roaring a great destruction. Gothic spires decay in the moonlight all while the Witch bleeds. Her eyes wide on the beast.