Damiynn
Fantasy Author
Scrubbing a hand through sandy hair that had once been red, Aiden Farnor listened to his men grumbling over the minute things he had found wrong with their equipment during his snap inspection.
Staring out from the heights overlooking the dark waters of the eversea ocean, he smiled, remembering. He had grumbled in much the same manner before he had been made commander of Castlekeep's sentinel guard.
Black clouds obscured the moon, shrouding everything in darkness, and as hard as he tried Aiden couldn’t see much past the edge of the walls. Turning, he stared upwards into the surrounding blackness.
Was that a sound? Looking around at the other guardsmen patrolling the smooth paths on the thick walls, he tried to see if they had heard it.
His head jerked up again as if pulled by a string. There it is again. This time it was louder, more distinct.
This time he wasn’t the only one who heard it. Several other guardsmen had stopped. They were also looking upwards into the dark sky over the great keep. To Aiden's ears, the noise almost sounded like whispering voices.
All of the guards now started turning their heads, each craning his neck as if half deaf, trying to hear a whisper.
Suddenly a loud gust of wind broke over the castl and ripped away the black clouds covering the western sky.
“Morid’s black hand!” shouted a guard invoking the name of the god of death in stunned awe.“Black night!” cursed another.
Silver moonlight revealed several hundred floating black Elvynn Warships filling the night sky. They were spread out along the length of the city’s sea wall, looking like gigantic eagles about to swoop in on an easy kill.
Aiden cursed his own stupidity, he should have realized clouds weren't that thick naturally. The cloud cover had concealed the deadly ships and in another moment the massive warships overhead.
“Sound that damn alarm!” screamed Aiden, his throat clenching tight, ice filling his stomach. “Damn it!" he screamed again when he saw none of the soldiers moving. "We are under attack! Sound that damn alarm! Castlekeep is under attack!”
Several sentinel guardsmen jumped at once, scrambling, they fell over themselves in fear as they all reached for the iron bar at the same time. Finally one of them seized it and the two thousand year old bell that had never been rung began tolling. Haunting hollow tones echoed over the sleeping city, annoucing too late the impending doom overhead.
Looking up at the Elvynn warships, Aiden saw that the gunwales were crowded with bodies. Everyone armed. He knew as he pulled out his sword, it was already too late.
Staring out from the heights overlooking the dark waters of the eversea ocean, he smiled, remembering. He had grumbled in much the same manner before he had been made commander of Castlekeep's sentinel guard.
Black clouds obscured the moon, shrouding everything in darkness, and as hard as he tried Aiden couldn’t see much past the edge of the walls. Turning, he stared upwards into the surrounding blackness.
Was that a sound? Looking around at the other guardsmen patrolling the smooth paths on the thick walls, he tried to see if they had heard it.
His head jerked up again as if pulled by a string. There it is again. This time it was louder, more distinct.
This time he wasn’t the only one who heard it. Several other guardsmen had stopped. They were also looking upwards into the dark sky over the great keep. To Aiden's ears, the noise almost sounded like whispering voices.
All of the guards now started turning their heads, each craning his neck as if half deaf, trying to hear a whisper.
Suddenly a loud gust of wind broke over the castl and ripped away the black clouds covering the western sky.
“Morid’s black hand!” shouted a guard invoking the name of the god of death in stunned awe.“Black night!” cursed another.
Silver moonlight revealed several hundred floating black Elvynn Warships filling the night sky. They were spread out along the length of the city’s sea wall, looking like gigantic eagles about to swoop in on an easy kill.
Aiden cursed his own stupidity, he should have realized clouds weren't that thick naturally. The cloud cover had concealed the deadly ships and in another moment the massive warships overhead.
“Sound that damn alarm!” screamed Aiden, his throat clenching tight, ice filling his stomach. “Damn it!" he screamed again when he saw none of the soldiers moving. "We are under attack! Sound that damn alarm! Castlekeep is under attack!”
Several sentinel guardsmen jumped at once, scrambling, they fell over themselves in fear as they all reached for the iron bar at the same time. Finally one of them seized it and the two thousand year old bell that had never been rung began tolling. Haunting hollow tones echoed over the sleeping city, annoucing too late the impending doom overhead.
Looking up at the Elvynn warships, Aiden saw that the gunwales were crowded with bodies. Everyone armed. He knew as he pulled out his sword, it was already too late.