Rise & Fall
Soft fog fell over the southern hills; stars rose above the heavens as a gentle breeze blew the light smoke across the top of the mahogany pipe. Frigid air and piercing frost steadied the rustling leaves and there he sat, pipe in hand, staring into the darkness for answers. He was set in his age, his face like the rippling water. His eyes as cold as the very air itself and as majestic as the pearlescent moon hanging in the soft night sky. Dark black waving hair down to his shoulders gently rested over his face and covered in a black robe with a gold medal hanging upon it. Since he had last seen his home, it had been a year, yet the relentless essence of his soul pressed on. It had seemed that only a few days ago had he began this journey, yet no forthright had set a pace for time. Destiny had placed his people’s well being in his hands and he felt as if he weren’t the one suitable for such a task. He had decided to lead his army in a siege upon one of the greatest......
Join Now or Login to view the rest of this paper.
Approximate Word Count: 1358
Approximate Pages: 6 (260 words per double-spaced page) |