The hordesman cut down the priestess. “Your god is a lie.”
He watched her die, her village burning. Then a great rumble came.
Looking to the sacred hill she’d died trying to reach, it split and unfolded… rising as a titanic, hunchbacked, body of earth.
The horde’s doom had awakened.
Text is Copyright © 2018 by Jason H. Abbott, All Rights Reserved.
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I love these tiny stories. I think I’m going to try and do this I think it’s fucking rad it’s like better than a short story.lol
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Awesome. So much for the lie. :-)
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Thanks Diana. :-) How was your vacation? Caught up on the manuscript?
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Vacation was great but honestly filled with editing and much needed chores. At least the sun was out! I washed my windows for the first time in 7 years. :-D
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