Fading memories

Metal against metal, the swords clash, red sparks flying into this crimson colored sky. A grunt escapes Dakarr’s dry mouth as he charges at his opponent, fists clenched tightly around his weapon. His sword passes through the skeleton and is then yanked out, bones clattering to this blood splattered ground.

‘Thank god…’ Dakarr grumbles, sheathing the sword and stepping over the mess of bones. Placing a hand to a wound on his chest, he stumbles through the quiet battlefield. In the horizon he saw something flicker, at first he thought it was the sun… But no, it was fire, fire coming from a dragon.

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Hey, I am Jamie! I love reading, writing, web designing and game designing =) I currently own a blog all about creativity so feel free to check it out!

Posted on October 6, 2013, in life and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 8 Comments.

  1. Nice 😀

  2. Awesome qork, like I have told you before, better than amything I cqn do, or better thqn all of 8A cqn do for that matter. 🙂

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