Monster.

So there it stood, as tall as possible and confidant, a dark shadow in the dust, on the horizon, waiting for the weak to become weaker. To torture it's prey in every single way possible.

My heart was in my mouth, waiting for it to pounce. This monster so well camouflaged that no one could've seen it coming. No one could've known.

This story is based on the image in the layout, image number 10.

I am MemoriesOfLoveLost. This is my story.