“He stood over The Village, cast in the waning light of day. His apron fluttered in the wind, and he hunched slightly, like he bore a heavy weight. In his right hand he held an enormous chef’s knife, sharp enough to cut the wind itself. And in his left, hefted onto his shoulder, a giant iron skillet, shining with the evidence of its past use. He looked down upon that happy place, and remembered what had gone before him. He looked over his shoulder, back the way he came, towards the outer darkness. And then he started down the hill, the tastes of his future strong on his tongue.” Chat kills: 7 Activity FeedHirushi has not published any activity yet.Would you like to post a shout to welcome them to Kongregate? AwardsMy Games |