Battle of GomoriaDanok knelt down and closed his eyes. “May my love for my home and my people carry me through this day.” He placed both his hands in the sand. Age and years of fighting had left many scars and lines on them. “May it be my enemies blood that soaks the sand this day.” He wiped the dirt from his fingers and slowly put on his gloves, carefully binding them to his armplates.Battle of Gomoria
“Sir, the Seraphs have already taken up their positions and have started advancing.”
Danok looked into the messengers face. He must have been very young he guessed. As with all Gorgots, his face showed no fear, and yet Danok knew through experience that th
A Fairy Tale“Tell me a story Grandfather!” the boy said eagerly. The old man looked up, from his lap, as if he had been half-asleep already. He took a deep puff from his pipe. “What would you like to hear, little one?” he said in his deep voice. The boy moved closer to the fire and squatted down in front of the old man’s chair. “A nice story, with princes and monsters” he said eagerly. The old man smiled. All young boys want to hear about princes and monsters.A Fairy Tale
“Well, a story does come to mind, little prince, but there are no monsters in this one. There are, however, a handsome young prince and a beautiful princess” He looked at the boy expe
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