The 26-year-old Scotland fell into the back of the world while being hunted. The black land, the red sky, and unspeakable things stretched out their branches. The climbing moss was like green skin breathing with the moonlight. The murmur sounded from nowhere like the slugs singing in the abyss...
There, he gazed at the strings of time and discovered a man being chased by the Hounds of Tindalos, and now he is chasing the Hounds to retrieve his timeline.
I'll leave it alone for now, I don't know when to write it =v=
Purpose: Chasing history
