Post by shinerhorse25 on Jul 6, 2012 14:42:55 GMT
Layla
She moved with ease through the old broken down doors of the Cathedral. The building was crumbling although Layla could see how it was once a might and grand structure. But now those carefully and dutifully painted pictures and walls were pealing, the ornate doors, ceiling and dome on the verge of collapse, and the carpets and what would have been expensive accessories were tarnished ripped, burned, or otherwise destroyed. This building cast many eerie shadows at night, scaring many of the bravest animals away from its once grand walls, but when Layla looked about it she saw nothing scary. All she saw were the wasted toils of the humans during their time of destruction. Though she had never met a human, she heard stories, legends, seen books depicting in pictures the slaughter of innocent beings, and what she gathered was they were a down right nasty race that had deserved to be wiped out.
Layla sighed as she hopped up onto and rotting wood bench and let her body rest on it. She had almost succumb to the heat outside had it not been for her luck. A small creek she had discovered just outside the city provided her with the energy needed to reach shelter, which took the form of this building. her lungs slowly relaxed to a normal breathing pattern underneath her spotted coat. Layla let herself rest her head. A nap wouldn't be too bad.
Words 240
Muse good
notes sorry about the title, no ideas....
She moved with ease through the old broken down doors of the Cathedral. The building was crumbling although Layla could see how it was once a might and grand structure. But now those carefully and dutifully painted pictures and walls were pealing, the ornate doors, ceiling and dome on the verge of collapse, and the carpets and what would have been expensive accessories were tarnished ripped, burned, or otherwise destroyed. This building cast many eerie shadows at night, scaring many of the bravest animals away from its once grand walls, but when Layla looked about it she saw nothing scary. All she saw were the wasted toils of the humans during their time of destruction. Though she had never met a human, she heard stories, legends, seen books depicting in pictures the slaughter of innocent beings, and what she gathered was they were a down right nasty race that had deserved to be wiped out.
Layla sighed as she hopped up onto and rotting wood bench and let her body rest on it. She had almost succumb to the heat outside had it not been for her luck. A small creek she had discovered just outside the city provided her with the energy needed to reach shelter, which took the form of this building. her lungs slowly relaxed to a normal breathing pattern underneath her spotted coat. Layla let herself rest her head. A nap wouldn't be too bad.
Words 240
Muse good
notes sorry about the title, no ideas....