He felt rested now, whole even. He'd spent enough time in the abandoned barn to now feel himself again.
Standing he rolled his shoulders and looked around the room, and walked towards the window.
He could have saved some of them, but he knew, in the condition he had been in, all he could do, was watch.
He turned, heading back to take once last look at that house.
And sighed, the condensation creating coloured cloud in the air.
Leaning on the window frame, his knuckles grated again the frame, making it creak and a crease had formed between his brow.
A chill was already in the room, but now a freshness had seeped in from a gap in the miss-fitted old window he learnt against.
Causing a shudder to creep up his ridged spine...
...pitter-patter, pitter-patter, pitter-patter...
...it was raining again.
Breathing in the fresh air, he stretched his new body out and breathed out another condensated cloud.
Squinting, he looked up upon the sky.
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DEMONS Of Drakewater
Teen FictionA Demon girl, a Monster Hunter, and a down-right nut-job, pair up together. ( The 2 of them are acquaintances, well, I guess you could give it a bit of a stretch. Friends? maybe? ). She needs their help, whether she likes it or not. She's more power...
