Scarecrow stared at the barren land and merely laughed, he laughed at the thought that it ma7y have ever held life, despite him know at one time there was, ooh how he remembered it. These lands were filled with nostalgia, he had memories reeling through his mind as he looked about, but nothing is as it was, things change over the years, he knew this...heh...change, he thought change was one of the more common fears in one way or another, some fear change, while others fear not to change, it was all very amusing to him as his left arm was made of these fears.
Scarecrow stands tall as he looks at the land, his skin stitched together by threads and his scraggly brown hair flowing in the air of this place, his black eyes staring at the eternal landscape as his torn and tattered robes seem to flap a bit in the wind, the smell of death was on this man, truely a sight to behold*
(Before anyone says anything, this character was approved by Ayumi last night)
Tue Apr 03, 2012 2:55 pm by 
It's a bit cold though warm on some parts of the Land. Mostly cloudly with a mid chance of snow. 
