Longing
The beast drew closer. It's size was mammoth, every step resonating a loud thud and crushing rustle from the grass pounded by it's feet. It bent down and using it's long neck slowly weeded out and cow-chewed it's meal. Slowly, ever so slowly did it...
Tale of the Dragon King: The Dragon Prince
Beaten. Mangled. The snow falls down onto my body, now too heavy to move. A searing burn emanating from my forehead; my heart broken. I look out onto the world from this perch and an unexplainable hatred boils. The southern jungles, a battlefield for...