It's a dark dark time. And death and decay is all we know. A sea of blood washes over a town once prosperous in livelihood and love. Now we all delve into the deep dark pit of despair, swimming in our own pain.
"Jonah...Jonah...Ezekiel." Marla cries out quietly.
"I'm here," Ezekiel quickly pulls Marla out from underneath the body she's pinned under. Her face is wet and smattered with blood in places, but she can't help being beautiful. Childish blue eyes set into a round cherubic face. "Are you ok?"
"Jonah...whereabouts is Jonah?"
Ezekiel looks away. "We have to go away. Quickly, and far."
"Where's Jonah?!! EZEKIEL!" Marla pounds on Ezekiel's chest.
Ezekiel grabs Marla by the shoulders. "Dammit Marla pull yourself together!" He hisses. "Jonah is dead, they are all dead."
Marla starts to cry.
"Shutup, shutup!" Ezekiel shakes her, trying to keep his own emotions under control. "Shutup.." He says and chokes on the last word. A shot rang out somewhere far away. But the field was empty enough that the shot sounded close...
"Let's go."
Marla trailed along Ezekiel. Keeping close on his heels with no aid.
"We have to go far away, and I hope you're ready for a shitload of walking," He looked back at their wrecked village. "Because we've lost everything Marla, and everything is gone now."
Before Marla started crying again she looked at Ezekiel with dogged determination. "Let's go." She rips off a piece of her dress and wraps the bullet wound on her upper shoulder with it.
Ezekiel is shocked..."If I had known you were hurt I would not have..."
"No time for apologies...time is past...now we walk."
Marla winced with every step, she was in pain with every breath. But show it she wouldnt...A long journey is ahead.
"Jonah...Jonah...Ezekiel." Marla cries out quietly.
"I'm here," Ezekiel quickly pulls Marla out from underneath the body she's pinned under. Her face is wet and smattered with blood in places, but she can't help being beautiful. Childish blue eyes set into a round cherubic face. "Are you ok?"
"Jonah...whereabouts is Jonah?"
Ezekiel looks away. "We have to go away. Quickly, and far."
"Where's Jonah?!! EZEKIEL!" Marla pounds on Ezekiel's chest.
Ezekiel grabs Marla by the shoulders. "Dammit Marla pull yourself together!" He hisses. "Jonah is dead, they are all dead."
Marla starts to cry.
"Shutup, shutup!" Ezekiel shakes her, trying to keep his own emotions under control. "Shutup.." He says and chokes on the last word. A shot rang out somewhere far away. But the field was empty enough that the shot sounded close...
"Let's go."
Marla trailed along Ezekiel. Keeping close on his heels with no aid.
"We have to go far away, and I hope you're ready for a shitload of walking," He looked back at their wrecked village. "Because we've lost everything Marla, and everything is gone now."
Before Marla started crying again she looked at Ezekiel with dogged determination. "Let's go." She rips off a piece of her dress and wraps the bullet wound on her upper shoulder with it.
Ezekiel is shocked..."If I had known you were hurt I would not have..."
"No time for apologies...time is past...now we walk."
Marla winced with every step, she was in pain with every breath. But show it she wouldnt...A long journey is ahead.
