She turned her head towards the sound, smiling as she saw her older brothers practising their swordsmanship. The ringing of metal against metal carried over the gentle breeze causing her to smile. On this day, her thoughts held nothing in particular, just a sleepy contentment that ran through her entire body. For a moment Tallen paused to stare up at the soft white clouds as she brushed a stray wisp of brown hair out of her youthful face. The shade of a century-old evergreen tree momentarily shaded her dark hazel coloured eyes. The young girl, aged but sixteen summers, walked dreamily down the grassy hill.
The Quest of the Demon had failed, but the eternal war had not been lost. A change in someone’s destiny was not always simple, and at times, it could be deadly. In order to prepare, others had been chosen to fight, but this time, he was not sure that all would be willing. All that inhabited his world would soon face a danger that not even he could predict. Events had not gone as planned, and now the future was uncertain.Įvil was still brewing ready to seep into the land, stretching its dark fingers towards those unwary.
The dragon bared its teeth in a silent threat. Darkness had come, it had been fought, and now, the outcome was uncertain. The mighty dragon heaved another great sigh as he used his mind’s eye to observe the new path that the world had taken.
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