Stormchainer

1 R A demon stroked girl’s hair with an unbecoming gentleness and her body slumped down like an open bag of potatoes, with about as much life left in her too. All that chirpy energy snuffed out like an afterthought. That’s what they did. The demons. It was beyond obvious, even if one wasn’t exposed to continuous preaching about it. There was no way to miss it either – figure carried massive horns on his hooded head. She was the fool to approach one. Trust him. I could not help but snort in my amusement. He had to have known I was already here anyway and I was not going to miss out on my last remaining laugh. There’s not been many occasions for that before. Even before these creatures flooded the world. I almost want to say it was an improvement, but was too tired for spite. Figure didn’t look up or look around. “I did not expect another happy fool,” a scratchy boom carried well from afar. Too well. I shouldn’t have heard it. Definitely didn’t when the odd pair sauntered in