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Preparing deathThe clamor and Clang across the wooden battlements leaves all short of thought, on every clear foot stands a man, be they nearing there end or only just starting their path, in one hand is clasped a bow, made for the hunt of beast and bird, the other readying arrows. Sweat is forming on every brow as the sun beats down upon them, every heart is beating faster and a little off pattern, every breath is short and sharp, it cuts in their thoughts and leaves their mouths dry. Below These men stand many many more, they strap themselves in toughened hide and what meager armor there is to spare, they clasp in hands heavy swords that they have never fPreparing death
by ~OmniBembers
warnedA cold and murmuring clamour echoes round the great chamber, the thick stone walls silencing the noises of the bustling city outside. In the centre sit the high court of the mountain rebels, round there great stone table engraved with a detailed map of the landscape for hundreds of miles around the city. The rumours of coming war on every lip, shuffling papers of reports and updates underlie every passing mention of fear. The King of the court stands up slowly and clears his throat, forcing a humble silence across the room; he begins to speak when the great oak doors burst open… a man in ragged leather is slung to the ground by two guardwarned
by ~OmniBembers
puppet master pt. 2puppet master pulled by strings all the while through all these things thinking he the manifest but just a tool to be possessed inside his mind the second war to settle this old hidden score to win the last was nearly death perhaps this time... his last breathpuppet master pt. 2
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march onSlowly a solitary man dressed in dark and dirtied rags meanders down the dusty path, in his fingers he idly twists and turns a golden piece of eight. His deep blue eyes trace the ground before him while the rest of his body hangs limp... almost struggling to take each step, like a beggar bent double under sacks. Sunlight drifts through breaches in the tree canopy over him that arches across the path. He looks up slowly and peers on down the long and narrow path that stretches on for miles and disappears over the horizon.march on
In a sudden and violent flourish of movement he hurls the coin forth... it skips and bounces across the path t
by ~OmniBembers
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