Nr_Yet1208

~In a world where death is everywhere and the gods do nothing, living is hardly a blessing. The dark realm- the gods call this world. 
One day or rather one night, a young man- Daarc Green, finds himself stranded in the middle of a forest. He is hunted by goblins and then the undead. But wasn't he in his room all this time? And why would these things come after his life? Things didn't make sense but he marched deeper into the forest and met a statue of an angel.
Will he survive to tell the tale?~

CH size 1.2k~1.9 (depends on context) 
present tense= internal monologue
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Dawn- An age of Darkness

I was in an underground prison: the spiral stairway led up. With every step, I felt freer and freer, and more and more pain along with it. I really wanted to get out of this place, so bearing the pain wasn't a big deal.

Once I got out, I saw the capital and the palace: It was a little past morning. The prison was on the other side of the city from where we had entered. The calm breeze pressed on my skin and I witnessed the capital's beauty. No matter how I looked at it, the elven capital really was beautiful.

And so the storm passes.

I was silent. I didn't know what would have been good.

My dear bunny rabbit followed me and was now on top of my shoulders. It was lighter than I remembered. Come to think of it, I was lighter too.

My body swayed and it was hard for me to maintain my balance, but not impossible. I guess missing an arm had way more complications than just less power.

Ah, what a body!