Together

The city sat before us, spreading slowly, like a stain across the once-wild river valley. Night-black, billowing storm clouds erupt from temples erected in the name of industry.

Black snow falls.

The city grows, a cancer, an infection, a sore. The city grows, insatiable, devouring the country around it. The city grows.

Black snow falls, heavy. The world, soot-stained and corrupted.

Black snow falls, and together we ride to war.

Together, we ride to victory!

Written for yet another of Terry Whidborne’s Sunday Sketches. I’m building a dark little fantasy world around them, apparently…see The Queen of the Wild Hunt and Krislan’s Fine Meats for the other stories so far set in this world…

 

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8 thoughts on “Together

  1. Mike says:

    Intriguing world-glimpse; well done.

  2. Emma says:

    VICTORY IS THEIRS!!! brilliant!!!

  3. Wanderer says:

    Just found your site today and I’m loving everything I’ve read. Short—but you sure can pack a punch!

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