OC Vsmp

This is Vsmp with my characters. Enjoy.
Once the ashes have settled. Once the last of the embers have flickered into stillness. Once the blood on their hands has dried and the rage in their eyes has dimmed. Once the world finally has a moment to breath. Thats when it happens. When the cycle rolls on. Again. And again. And again.

Footsteps crunch through leaves as a figure sways through the feild, eyes lidded and mouth slack, moonlight glimmers on red stained cheeks. Blood. It drips from her skin and onto the ground. Golden eyes rise from the leaf litter snagging on the silhouette of a village. Torchlight stark against the horizon. She blinks slowly. She can hear chatter rising from the village. People. She changes her course to head towards the forest instead. They can't see her like this. Covered in blood thats not her own.

(This story is marked as mature due to possible deep descriptions of violence and gore plus it's a sad story)