Cryptids at the Core

"Do you mind if I smoke?"

"That's your concern?"

There was a shrug and a spark.
The moon provided a comforting light at the entrance of our shelter. Our haven in a little corner of the world, Velvia has this kinda tragic look in her eyes accompanied by the orange specs of her cigarette's glow.
And I can't help but feel the same way she looks. My heart bleeds as my mind is still in a torn warp of today's events. And this marked the whole 'running for my life on a weekly basis' phase I mentioned earlier. With the beast of Bodmin moore now defeated, it makes you wonder. What else is out there?

This book is currently being developed by myself and a friend.
I'm only posting this to see how people react and to get feedback.
Thank you.

- R & T