Skin Sheath
What do you think of this hero?
(What do you think of this hero for a fantasy story?)
Sai Arwind, seventeen years of age, sat in front of his mother’s grave, mourning for his fallen mother. ‘Here lies Anna Arwind.’ Sai whispered. Sai has short messy dirty blonde hair and snow white pale skin. His emerald green eyes were holding back tears, but they would soon break free. Sai is dressed in a old slik grey robe with a few patches in it. His baggy black pants were the same as his shirt. A long hunting knife was hanging on Sai’s belt. The knife rested in its sheath.
Sai is dressed in a old slik grey robe with a few patches in it. His baggy black pants were the same as his shirt. A long hunting knife was hanging on Sai’s belt. The knife rested in its sheath.
The Tears fell down his face and soon reached his worn out grey robe, which is the last this his mother made for him. His hand began to slowly move tword his Knife. In an instant he clutched his Knife with malice in his eyes. Hoping.
or something like that, you did good with describing “Sai” untill you reached what he was wearing. I gave you something to work with, or not thats just my opinion…
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