Well I posted this ch before some else but I now want to change it up more. My aim to to make a non-conventional protagonist that is weak in fighting but has an interesting style of combat when cornered. One quite important the grand scheme of things but is only one man in the world. This is my first work bear with me. Tips are welcomed!
The sweet sound of a woman’s voice entered my ears and with it came an awareness that had been stolen away…
As she called my name, the haziness cleared and a muffled sound left my lips.
Inside the gentleness of the voice contained worry and anxiousness…
But who did the voice belong too?
However, a sudden and strong dullish pain came over my forehead and robbed me of its comfort.
Awakened, I could taste earth and iron on my tongue.
There were also grainy texture mixed in with the taste.
I unsteadily rose up and stabilized my feet. I still felt dazed and the trickle of time was as water trickling through a clogged filter.
“my forehead hurts…”
Slowly I touched the front of my forehead.
A sharp pain emanated from the site and I could tell that the skin was broken.
I looked down to the hand and saw its fingers redden with blood.
The shone mercilessly down from above but I was still in the dark as to what had happened to me.
I must have hit my head hard, too hard to remember what I was doing before my current state.
I struggled to remember…
“A white dog and-”
But as I mumbled, my breath became ragged
“ A dark alley…”
The only things that came to mind were the images of a white dog and a dark alley.
I returned to my hand and stared at the redness at its tips.
“I must have cut myself from when I fell.”
Head wound do tend to bleed a lot but I didn’t think it was worth worrying over. The blood had already started to clot anyway.
That’s right, there was a bright white light then I met the ground.
The warmth that stroked my skin cause was the first thing I had registered apart from the pain and the iron like taste. In response I looked up as to find beams of sunshine piercing the heavens.
The heat on my neck felt like it was late morning. A warm bright sunshine like any one would wish for. But now, that light made a sick feeling well up from my gut…
…that it was afternoon when I had last checked.