The City Of Evil
Where I'm from, war was all I have ever known. The king started the war because of rebellious citizens. My parents were the leaders of the rebellion. The king cut the rebels' tongues out and he hung the rebels up in the streets to adore. When night came, he set the streets a fire. He brought daylight to the night. He made us bow before him. Now all of us are orphans of war.
We are from The City of Evil