lordborgoth

In a land that was long forgotten and in a time shrouded in mist there where was a great war a war that killed hundreds ending families leaving children wondering the streets this is the story of a old solider that told pity on them and rising them or store starts now. I wasn't but 12 when my mum a dad died I wondered the broken streets for days for anyone that could help me nobody was among the torn building and mist till I heard a voice telling me to come closer the voice was telling me to enter a old burnt home I didn't and yelled to the voice no! Then a person or thing I was too scared and to young to know tried and grabbed me I closed m