Alter-Castlevania

Her lips turned cold and dry. The dark sky moaned with great anger. The winds screeched, leaves dancing around her. Her surroundings dead, abandoned. Her light chocolate colored eyes were pasted on the rocky ground, and she frowned with sadness. Eyebrows finally calmed, and her eyes teary. Sobbing sadly, she dropped to the ground, her knees hit the rocks and bled. Drops of blood ran down the sides of her legs. And she cried. Cried like never before. Her small, light hands clenched the small rocks, and she laid there like a helpless child. The smooth, clean skin she held was no longer beautiful, but torn, scarred with bruises, and blood had dr