"Their using you, my child." A sick and twisted voice Echoed within the boys head.
"Just focus on the task at hand." He mumbled to himself.
The boy was crouching in a forest. The tops of the trees were nowhere in sight, and each tree appeared to be around 6 to 8 feet wide.
A thin layer of mud squished beneath the boys boots. The forest was quiet. Eerily quiet.
to be continued.
Hi! I'm AnxiousWaste, the writer of Silver Blooded! if anyone's been keeping up with the project of mine you'd know I haven't posted in ages, life's just gotten to me and I have continued to write for this...I have just neglected to post anything for a very looooooong time.
Recently I've also joined a team of writers and we have joined this site under the name RedefinedWriting. Silver blooded will continue on as a project under said team, so if you wanna see the progress of our unfortunate child hero then please do check out redefined writing! I will try my absolute best to release a chapter every week and I'll put more effort in as well!