THE QUEEN’S PASSING
The Funeral March
(Kuric, Freyah, Archer)
The entire city filled the streets. Sounds of weeping filled the air. They grey sky over head did nothing to life the mood. It had been three days since their beloved Queen Rowan passed away. King Marcus had locked himself inside the library, Rowan’s favorite place, refusing to come out. Kuric came through an open window the day before to try and reason with the king. But the King refused, in a drunken haze Marcus sent Kuric away.
Kuric, the King’s right hand advisor slowly pushed open the door open and looked out from the top of the stairs and saw all the elves
Chapter 1
The full moon hung high in the sky, casting a white glow on the world below. In the shadows of the cottages below a man emerged from a dark doorway. The silhouette lifted a hood to cover his eyes. He walked between the buildings, avoiding anything that would make noise. He quickly made his way to the edge of the forest, stopping at the entrance. His job was about to begin. He watched the Day Watchers come through the trees. A line of about fifteen men, all dressed in dark green and brown gathered around him, lifting their lanterns. “Good evening Kuric.”
Kuric nodded and squinted. He lifted his hand to shield his eye
THE QUEEN’S PASSING
The Funeral March
(Kuric, Freyah, Archer)
The entire city filled the streets. Sounds of weeping filled the air. They grey sky over head did nothing to life the mood. It had been three days since their beloved Queen Rowan passed away. King Marcus had locked himself inside the library, Rowan’s favorite place, refusing to come out. Kuric came through an open window the day before to try and reason with the king. But the King refused, in a drunken haze Marcus sent Kuric away.
Kuric, the King’s right hand advisor slowly pushed open the door open and looked out from the top of the stairs and saw all the elves
Chapter 1
The full moon hung high in the sky, casting a white glow on the world below. In the shadows of the cottages below a man emerged from a dark doorway. The silhouette lifted a hood to cover his eyes. He walked between the buildings, avoiding anything that would make noise. He quickly made his way to the edge of the forest, stopping at the entrance. His job was about to begin. He watched the Day Watchers come through the trees. A line of about fifteen men, all dressed in dark green and brown gathered around him, lifting their lanterns. “Good evening Kuric.”
Kuric nodded and squinted. He lifted his hand to shield his eye
The Dark haired woman stood tall, the white tunic under her armor tattered and bloodied, exposing her caramel c colored skin. The armor itself was falling to pieces, her right gauntlet was missing. Her blood ran down her arm like small rivers, following the sleek curves of her elbow and wrist, the blood dripped off her fingertips and down her emerald blade.
Her eyes narrowed, her cold steel eyes pierced the soul of her opponent She liked her chapped full lips, You have no idea what is going on. She growled softly, her tongue running over her pearl white fangs.
The wind began to blow, her hair parted partially some of her lon
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