>>5966196With the drink, the drunk imposed his will, and just to not be confrontational, the world obeyed.
The wooden gates flew upon impact, the miserable lock perished at a mere quick from an invigorized animal; Peace in the room died instantly, and the echo from the wall's screams, who were stroke by surprise before the gates slammed against them.
The light pollution entered the room from a hole on the ceiling, the priest stared with more wrinkle than face.
"Ingrate. What are you doing here? beast of burden, dont ye dare step in!" expression from his sight and his mouth, unchallenging and ultimate. The drunk failed to be intimidated, and the priests face dissapeared into more and more wrinkles.
