SacrificeThe old temple of ancient god Set was in almost complete ruin. Once the god resided here with his maidens and priestesses but now only the desert wind was playing with the walls and making the strange, cry-like sounds. On the ruined and cracked floor, on one of the broken columns was seating young red-haired man in white robes and black leather trousers with a lot of chains. He had this malicious smile on face that was the sign he had something...well, malicious on his mind. On the ground was kneeling young woman; she was crying.Sacrifice7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Say my name" the man said it with amusement in his voice.
The woman stopped crying for a second and looked with
Mutation. 1.1"Help me ... Help ... get her away ... it ..."Mutation. 1.17 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Silence. Only sounds of spring night; the wind, lightly buzzing insect, very quiet, barely perceptible sound of the footsteps of a small animal in the grass covered with frost, neighborhood dog's bark, who was alarmed by something. But it were the natural sounds of the evening life, which is not quite asleep. In addition, the deep silence enveloped the small town named Hole Valley, which 300 years ago, a boor named a hole. Now, however, the name didn't fit here because the city has grown and modernized, and although it certainly was not like Los Angeles or Miami, it was not a village. Neither h