Smoke everywhere, the sounds of both women and children screams echo throughout the valley, like the sound of fingernails against a chalkboard, the sound is enough to make any man or woman hold their ears to block out the sound. Fields soaked in the blood of numerous villagers, beyond the fields, a fire blazes throughout the small mountain village, like a the devil himself is on a rampage. If you were to look at this, you would swear you were in hell itself.
A boy runs out of a nearby church into the blaze pursued by several shadowy figures. He runs, and runs, and runs, as far as his little legs will carry him. No matter how much he ran, he can not outrun the shadowy assailants. Taking advantage of local militia engaging the invaders in a small skirmish, he proceeds to hide in a nearby barn. The smell of burning corpse's completely overwhelms the smell of both the animals in the barn and the manure from the nearby fields, The boy peeks outside the small window of the barn, witnessing whats left of the militia wiped by a hooded figure cloaked in black robes with a sword, coated in what can be described as black flames. The sound of the men screaming as they are burn't by the black flames causes the boy to flee out of the barn and into a nearby forest.
Being pursued by the shadowy assailants, the boy reaches reaches a dead end in the form of a cliff, standing at 90 feet tall. Just as the boy turns round, the assailants have already caught up to him, effectively cornering him. The hooded figure walks from one side of the area to another, like how a predator toys with it's prey before it moves into for the kill. The hooded figure stares at the boy with a malicious smirk. "Your time has come Vǫlsungr" the hooded figure says with a voice that sounds like chains in a windy night. "In the name of the all father, we sentence you death."
The hooded figure raises his sword, proceeding to engulf the sword in black flames just as the boy stands there paralysed in fear of the black flames before him. The hooded figure charges at the boy at mach speed, swinging his sword as the boys vision fades to black.
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"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh" the girl screams as she awakens from her nightmare. The scream echoing throughout the whole house.
The girl, with big elven ears, long blonde hair and drenched in sweat, sits at the edge of her bed, gasping for air. "It's that nightmare again, that same nightmare" she mumbled to herself as she tried to regain her composure. "It's always the same nightmare for last couple years. Why won't it go away?"
"Laila!" a male voice echoes from down the hall. "Be quiet and go back to sleep!"
Heeding her fathers words, Laila gets back into bed, places head down on her pillow, then turns off the lights with a click of her fingers.
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