I have lived the whole sixteen years of my life inside the wall dreaming of the other side. They say there was a storm that destroyed the land. They say it is still going. Sometimes I hear it. The lightning crackling from far away and the waves pounding against the wall. Sometimes I think I imagine it but the sounds are always there. A constent reminder that the world is broken...
And why I need to escape.
I have seen it all and I know I will not live long before they sink their canines into my neck, that is why I will share a curse tormenting me when I close my eyes. The nightmares had always been there, they showed me the insides of the beings that roam on the innocent world. They turned my broken world into a wild story.