World of dolest

Crows rattling on top of wooden houses. Corpses laying in the grounds as vultures eats it rotten flesh, its stink being carried by the air as rats comes out of their homes, eating trash. Voices of merchants, scammers and likes bring noises in this damnable lands as crowds gathered infront of them. "For a special price, medicine guaranteed to heal your love once" one of them said as he hold a bottle of certain liquid, standing behind his rusty shed as smell of burning corpse can be smelled in the distance. I wander my eye to that smell as i walk in the blood stained path, mens holding there torch as a burning body of who knows what gender are being tied in a platform. Voices i heard "make sure only ashes will be left on that witch" as i walk, bumping on one of the civilians, his arms are skinny as hell like his whole body. I dont want to do this but if i dont, I'll be the one who will suffer. Carefully, precisely i insert my hand on his pocket, grabing handful of golds as i apologize on him, trying to brush away the blood he cough on my brown coat as i continue to walk towards the old, rusty dock on which a new ship will sail, trying to get out of this cursed island, unfortunately, even the ocean dont want us to leave.