Quiet Time

Quiet Time In a moment, ears are ringing. The initial swell of twitchy Combatants, charging out, crashed Onto a coastline of gore. As droplets of viscera splatter and Fragments of bone shatter across armor All is silent, bending swords other-wards And charges of black powder towards The boon of old gods. The old guard, Hungry,Continue reading “Quiet Time”

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