Thursday, April 24, 2014

Battle Jeans SS Prelude ~ A Lion's Perspective

“The hell…?” I thought to myself. “I’m not supposed to be here…”
I rose from the ground, trying to ignore what felt like an impossibly painful hangover. So much of my surroundings looked the same, but new buildings were standing where others existed moments ago. The people even felt strange, and not just because of the weird looks they sent my way. Something was fundamentally off in the world.