I love writing short fantasy, horror and also sci-fi stories so, I would like to share them with you all. I hope you enjoy this lovely adventures as much as I do!
The Decline of Thal-Quang
The sinople banner was fiercely waving while General Chetforth was commanding his troops with a mighty impetus borne inside him, due to their victory against the impregnable citadel called Thal-Quang. The soldiers around him raised their shields and shouted triumphantly whilst they headed towards the palace made of silica and also onyx.
Troops avoided countless corpses dispersed along the main path, until they reach the gates. A golden warning was engraved in its arcade: Whoever dares to cross these walls will never return home. Nonetheless, they did not know the ancient lenguage of Eärel tribe, so they started to sack the surroundings.
Once they were prepared to go back to the camp, a scarlet, blinding light bathed them. The dead were being transformed in dust and also the invaders changed as pale as the deceased. Until a new army arrives, only the wind will be listened in this damnation acropolis.
Troops avoided countless corpses dispersed along the main path, until they reach the gates. A golden warning was engraved in its arcade: Whoever dares to cross these walls will never return home. Nonetheless, they did not know the ancient lenguage of Eärel tribe, so they started to sack the surroundings.
Once they were prepared to go back to the camp, a scarlet, blinding light bathed them. The dead were being transformed in dust and also the invaders changed as pale as the deceased. Until a new army arrives, only the wind will be listened in this damnation acropolis.
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