Thousand Years of Tears
Chapter 1; The Rising Sun
"Finn, wake up!" I screamed at him.
"Huh?" Finn sleepily yawned.
"The sun is rising" I quietly reply, starting to catch the scent of burning flesh. My flesh. Burning.
Finn groggily looked up at me and yelled "Oh my god, Marcy". As the smell of my burning flesh gets stronger I raise my arms as if ward off his blows. But they never come.
Instead I feel his hands, calloused from his many crawls in ancient monster-infested ruins. His hair, as always, tickled my face as he bent to pick me up.
Such pretty hair…I think as everything goes black.
Like that?lulz. Sorry about such a short chapter. I promise to make the rest longer if i see that you guys (and gals) enjoy it. plzz if you review be constructive not me a PM if you have anything you'd like me either talk about or add and ill be sure to mention you if you give me a goodun.