Deliver Us From Reality

Blaze

I sit up outside the walls of our little camp of mutated boys and girls alike, watching guard for any Hazmat that tries to near, my blade near by in its sheath, my fiery eyes watching every ounce of space between us and the city where all the Hazmats are, looking for us, letting out a sigh and rubbing the bridge of my nose speaking to myself as every one else slept "bloody hell.... dont know why im up here the Hazmats dont even know about this place, the few that did i already killed...." realizing its flippin pointless sitting up here watching dirt, dirt, dirt and more dirt, no strays since the four that turned up out of the blue but i dont mind... the less there is inside the camp the less i have to sit up here and watch the wind blow gusts of dirt over the dead brown grass and wild life outside the city that were luckily not affected by the chemical strike that hit our city exactly 3 days ago, as the sky darkens i ram my head into the wall behind me, my horns keeping me from getting hurt as i continue to watch this lifeless plain of brown ground infront of me, glad no Hazmats wandered out of the city but abit ticked that there is abit much of nothing out here, no strays looking for salvation yet or enemies that want to try kill us all, the only thing i knew is i need to kill something before i die of boredom up in this damned watch tower