... Zachary quickly ducked into a desolate alley, his steps echoing off the silent walls. There wasn't much time. There was even less hope. The events of his last run-in with the Greybloods battered the edges of his mind. Even now he could smell the bloods' subtle, urinous odour ... and it was getting stronger. But he had to move on from it, he had to try and put the images of that ruined city behind him. Zachary steadied his scattered thoughts and focused on the journey ahead. As in the past, he knew he would need to rely on his wits. ...
Sentence No. 35
Even now he could smell the bloods' subtle, urinous odour ... and it was getting stronger.
Submitted on May 1, 2012, 6:03 a.m. by Theghostoffremount
He could still remember the gruesome fight where he tore against the ogres in a blood soaked city of ruins.
Submitted on May 1, 2012, 9:21 a.m. by StephenCanning
It had been a gruesome, bloody struggle, as he fought almost hand to hand with ogres who were rampaging in the ruins of the blasted city.
Submitted on May 1, 2012, 5:59 a.m. by alexphil
memories rushes to his mind , this was his struggle for life ; he owe to do that ; for this moment he lost all what makes him a human being
Submitted on May 1, 2012, 7:19 a.m. by lili