Tuesday, January 11, 2011

A Simple Tale

The Brave Knight slowly took his sword out of The Black Dragon's jugular. Adrenaline washed away the warrior's hatred as his slain foe's blood dripped off the highest mountain in the land. He crawled slowly towards the edge, his wounds crying and his armor melded to his flesh, to see his beloved homeland. Yet all he saw were smoldering ruins of what once was. The Brave Knight lost his name with a single shed tear and dropped his blade to the ground before jumping from the ledge and disappearing in the smoke. What he never knew is that The Black Dragon lives forever in the heart of men like he, just waiting for the perfect time to send another kingdom to Hades.

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