Literature
Out of time Part 1
A man walked away to his horse, away from where a sin and a crime just had been committed. Between the two men who were lying with knifes in their back, and arrows in their heads, there was a boy. He was sitting in the blood with hands over his face. His cloths were dirty and full of the two other men's DNA. This boy, who couldn't be more then 14 years old, wasn't crying, wasn't screaming. He was just there with a knife in front of him. It hadn't been used. After a while the boy looked up at the sky, only seeing stars and some clouds. He refused to see the corps beside him. He didn't want to see their scared death eyes, their cold eyes. Still