Logan Closed the door went downstairs, and walked out the door
I need some air…
Logan's head felt slightly light, it was night and the Street lips were on. They were as tall as the average man who was about five foot nine.
Logan walked for what felt like hours at this time the only place he could see was open was the Church Of healing
"I'm On Cross Street…why did I walk so far?" Logan sighed, he was about to turn around to walk back home but it started to rain suddenly.
"What the hell.." Logan ground and walked into the church.
The church was a Dom-like building similar to how the Germans would build their churches.
Logan saw someone talking to A tall, regal woman standing adorned in gleaming gold and silver armor, her silver hair flowing in soft waves down her back. Her piercing blue eyes, like oceans of wisdom, glow faintly with hidden power.
