Markof

Markof
By Brandon
Author note: I am writing to write a description on a character.

Most people look at me and turn and run in rear like a dog and a mail truck. I may look like somebody that could slaughter something as if he was a butcher but, yes it is true I could do that but I wouldn’t do it to some innocent person. Sure I’m taller than the average man, sure I’m not average looking but that give you no reason not to stay and talk with me. I am a nice guy, although I was thrown in prison for murder of a child but lets face it, we all drink in this city, we all have a bow and arrow, and those two don’t mix as well as venison and a sweet roll. People think of me as the life time killer because I killed somebody and I was sentenced to prison for life.

I don’t live like a normal person, I used t live out in the sticks where nobody would go, but now that I am in prison I don’t even know if it is there anymore. I may be in prison for this but now my mind is lost in a open sea of nothing. When I got in here I met this old man name Malcom, He showed me the way of nothingness which is what lead me to the sea of nothing. Our minds are lost at sea with now way out, and we like it like that. Other than that the guards told all the prisoners that there was going to be a dragon attack. Me and this old man was hoping for this because we figured that this would get out of here.

I am not that bad of a person, sure I accidentally killed her but other than that I am a good person. This old man told me that if this dragon attacks we may have a chance of killing it and we could get away. I am a warrior.