ReptileSamurai

As the sun sets on Xenia, the sky was very grey and restless. Nobody was home, I wandered into the forest. Incommunicado, it was getting cold out there. There were no lights in Xenia, just an empty forest. The sky was grey and restless. As I wear this crown, this irksome crown of thorns. I thought I was dead. We all have it rough, we all have it unpleasant. My teeth were shaking in the wind. I wish I stayed in bed, but for once was not afraid or ashamed. I thought I was dead. I don't trust, but I will gladly pray. The cold and darkness has made me numb. Numb to the true friend near me. For once I have felt apart of something. For once