PitchBlack
The pitch is fucking perfect
(Oh.)
Skylyn pushed her way through the city, hiding in ally ways and sleeping in attics, she was way too far off the trail for anyone from the mansion to see or hear her. Her eyes were focused and she hadn't slept since the night that Keon died, having a horrid dream, she refused sleep. She kept walking killing anything near but not disrupting if one was too far away.
Skylyn pushed her way through the city, hiding in ally ways and sleeping in attics, she was way too far off the trail for anyone from the mansion to see or hear her. Her eyes were focused and she hadn't slept since the night that Keon died, having a horrid dream, she refused sleep. She kept walking killing anything near but not disrupting if one was too far away.