Iskall raised his head, looking around at the many graves. Doc, his final friend, Mumbo, who just wanted to have a fun time, Ren, the first, and Grian..
He believed he could sometimes still hear Grian, though it wasn't pretty.
'Please... im sorry! I never meant for this to happen!'
((Yeah, short, ik. I feel like I'm only good at beginnings and endings.))
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Choose your Demise I Hermitcraft
HorrorThe question shook Grian to his very core. He looked up at one of his oldest friends. 'No. No I'm not.' As Mumbo was trying to think of something to say, Iskall walked closer to the two. 'Why's that?' 'It's my fault? Isn't it?' --- Hermitcraft's Dem...
