I ignored the whole introduction thing.
Sighing deeply, i walked out the door and made my way down the dirt road.
soon I found myself at the hangmans noose, looking up, there was a man there.
"Who are you" i asked, as the man examined the ropes.
"So." he said, ignoring my question, "you've taken a likelyness to this here contraption?"
"And what of it?" i said, putting one foot in front of the other.
He laughed, "name's Crow." he said coarsely.
i looked him up and down, he was about my age, his black hair rounding his dark face.
"i dont bite" he said, a bit displeased with my reaction to his presence.
I looked at him bluntly.
"You're not from here, are you?" he called. "besides, what's a lady like you doing wearin them mens pants?"
I sighed deeply. "I have never met a man who dared bring about such a topic."
he scoffed, "Be careful now, miss. You best try to fit in with the crowd. Unless you want to be accused of bein' a witch."
Ignoring his comment, once again, i walked away into the town.
he must've been one of those guys who takes care of the dead bodies. i thought.
a grave digger.
