Re: =Reflections and Duty=
Posted: Thu May 12, 2022 6:30 am
=The Shadow of War=
I slowly open my eyes, I can't see too well.
I can feel the taste of blood and mud.
I slowly push myself up from the ground.
I look around, it is a wasteland of corpses, as far as the eye can see.
Devastation, blood, the laments of those who still live...somehow.
I feel anxiety, fear... I feel like fifteen years ago.
A red sun reveals everything that is around me, I look forward.
I can see the walls of Darkhold Vale, towering above this wasteland of death.
Separating me from the walls, a lake of blood.
I slowly walk towards it, carefully.
Avoiding to stumble upon the hundreds of dead bodies.
As I walk nearer and nearer, I see more, floating in the lake.
I immediately recognize one of them.
It's Johnathan, my squire, my apprentice.
I walk faster and faster, I need to reach him.
I walk into this lake of blood.
By the time I can touch him, I am waist deep into it.
I shake the young man desperately hoping for him to be alive.
"You failed to protect me."
He speaks, somehow, but he is dead.
I hear his words but his mouth doesn't move, his eyes lost.
I don't know what to say.
"You failed me, as you did with the Banite, you are weak."
He speaks again, I want to reply but no sounds come off my mouth.
"You belong to us... you belong to the dead..."
The corpses around me start whispering, but I can hear them clearly.
"Join us, and pay the price for your sins...!"
The voices become louder, Jonathan's eyes move to look at me.
"SHUT UP!"
I shout, and wake up in my bed.
A nightmare, another one.