As it stands, you see the outline, a vague impression of what the story tells. Behind large feathered white wings hides the truth of their world, but every day its plucked revealing more and  more. The moon paints their world in trouble and takes what they've misused, their only choice of peace gone. Every secret slips out, blood and death placed on hold, their only choice for an answer, war, but are they willing to pay the price.

Please Don't Hurt Me

Without hesitation, he hovers his hands in the air and with a quick motion, turns around and spews fire from his fingers. The room illuminates a tint of blue as the boy's eyes glisten with bewilderment, the mournful cries exceed with pain. Out of guilt Samuel douses the flame and uses his aura to expound a powerful light in the dungeon. 


The burning figure cradles the man as the two other men watch, overwhelming hurt washes over Samuel as he soothes the man with indoor rain. The sly man only hunches over, his back welcomes the water as it descends around his torso, Samuel and the tattered boy held their breath as smoke eludes from the sly man's skin. 


They both ponder, what will happen to them. 


Chapter Twenty Seven- THEY'RE all in a Dungeon