#tiny inquisitor

A little boy, lost in the Cathedral Ward was standing among the statues, sniffling and crying his little eyes out. He was terrified- He didn’t know where he was, but he wanted his mother or even brother terribly. Where was he? He said he’d always protect you!

The sound of approaching footsteps catch his attention. he whirls around and runs off- a familiar bell around his neck ringing as he tried to run off, but he stopped, coughing up a storm  and held his chest. It took some time before he curled up on the ground to try and hide from the tall woman. His arms covered his head as his long, black hair flared out over the stone ground.