Orphan To Behold
The smell of burnt wood fills your nostrils as you grip your chest in pain as you run away from your ravaged village. Your family was taken from in front of you, your friends kidnapped, and your home left without a trace.
The smell of burnt wood fills your nostrils as you grip your chest in pain as you run away from your ravaged village. Your family was taken from in front of you, your friends kidnapped, and your home left without a trace.