Kyle

TW-Trigger warning! Blood and @buse {•••••} “They said I’d understand when I got older. Guess I understand now.” {•••••} The world felt dimmer now, like a light that had flickered out. Kyle had finally exacted his revenge, but it came at a price. He’d swung the butcher’s axe, but what butcher ever killed and didn’t eventually lose empathy for his victims? He was walking an old trail, worn and overgrown, hardly recognizable for a trail, in the middle of a dense forest. Why hadn’t he ran for the nearest city? Well, too easy to find. So he’d spent the last 3 years steeling himself and learning what it was like to live off the land. Steeling himself because he hadn’t lost that empathy, that love for his @busive parents. He didn’t think he ever would, but he just knew he had to get out. He could hear birds singing in the trees, small creatures scuttling in the undergrowth. He could feel a light breeze whistling through the trees, ruffling his hair. The air smelled of life, grassy, fresh, the faint smell of rain lingering from the day before. He passed more than one bush of poisonous moonseeds, looking so much like blueberries. Good thing he’d done his research. Then, up ahead, in a small cleft between two tall boulders was… No. he rubbed his eyes, then rushed forward. It seemed he would have to go into the city after all. He pulled a small, bloodied woman out of the cleft carefully. What had happened to her? Her face was covered in the stinking red stuff. She looked so…still…but he could see her chest rising and falling ever so slightly. {•••••} Alright, you guys carry on from here. Be the woman or a wandering traveler or a talking wolf or a grain of dirt, I don’t care. Have fun!! P.S. This kid is like, famous. The son of one of the most successful tycoons in the world.