Frewa - Intro to Short Story I'm Writing

Mud crescendos deeper down a sloping path, steeper it grows. Darkness cascading throughout an empty wilderness, bristles and thistles dance solemnly, with a powerful wind, puppeteering. Blank trees painted in all flavours of distasteful colour, waste. A shadow looms from the distance, running nearer, becoming clearer. Sparkles of white flicker from their scalp, swishing avoidantly, the fur of a mutilated cat rests upon them. Their lips, rubbed together, the sensation of sandpaper sending chills. Darting eyes facing in each direction, lob-sided, the iris being coated in a thick layer of scales, the bags weighing down their eyes causing a giant forehead to be present. A beaked bright nose protruding out of their unsightly face, worms wriggling out of each nostril, with each sniff sending them back to their eternal damned prison. Peering lower reveals, a cleft chin with stray hairs and pimples resting dearly upon it, puss leaking down the soiled green face, dripping. Light shone from above, the nocturne sky holding a thick sphere, which faced fearfully away from this standing figure. White aura glowed from their cloak, midnight black, swaying rhythmically to the whistles echoed by the shrieks of the damned. A logo lay present, two red triangles overlapping, the call of the captor. A tiny build, dainty arms, malnourished body, her veins overlapped her meatless skin, clearly displaying weakness and submission. “F-Frewa” Rustled a bush from deeper within.


Please let me know what you think and any improvements to make !!! (I will sob but will be grateful :D)