Book Of Randomness

The Graves

It is a dark and stormy night, when it is supposed to be morning. A messed up world. Mist drifted through the streets, blurring the outline of the already dark town. Rubble and abandoned half torn down houses was all that's left. The sky seemed like it will pour any moment.

Once the glorious capital of Indili, now an deserted and run down city of ruin. The air was slightly tinged with the smell of old petrol, metal and fear. "No sign of life in this dump." the boy stated. He straightened up from a crouch and dusted off his hands, his bright red jacket and gold, orange hair making him stand out from the grays and whites of the ruined city.

An assistant scurried forward to pick up the boy's bag, an old styled leather backpack with most of the colour and brightness worn off, bulging with it's contents. The pair made their way through the dark, vacant streets in silent, neither wanting to speak. Clearly, the boy was deep in thought. His golden hair smoothly brushed, reaching down to just touching his shoulders. Looking at his frowning face, the assistant stayed silent, not wanting to break his masters chain of thoughts.

The clouds thickened, completely covering the night sky and thunder could vaguely be heard. "Even though it's supposed to be morning." the boy shook his head. "There had to be an Tombstone around here somewhere."

Authors note-

I just have too many ideas and stuff going on in my mind. Gotta get some out. I thought of a vague plot for this one, but I'm not gonna post it. And yup, the photo up the top is the potential cover of this book idea made by me. You can request covers in the comments too, I'll do my best!

-Raven