KRI the Resolute</style> My friends, I am only flesh and bone, but I won't let you die alone.</style> I had stepped out of the Throat for a breath, making my way to the edges of the territory where yellow grasses slowly begin to green. My head was heavy with the weight of this crown, my rump pained from the battle I had taken part in. None of that had mattered, though, for the other winged brats had no sense of honor and respect these days. I felt like an old hag, walking from the home where I kept rule, being endlessly slandered by ungrateful idiots and shameless traitors. The only reason I remained was the same reason I had fought. There were those in the Throat who still held their faith in me, their loyalty. The ones who stood by my side when the leeches had come, trying to suck the lifeblood of my family from the desert, after they had failed to unseat me. |
Bitterness [Open/Kri]
|
|||
| |||
« Next Oldest | Next Newest »
|
Messages In This Thread |
Bitterness [Open/Kri] - by Ulrik - 12-21-2012, 10:45 PM
RE: Bitterness [Open/Kri] - by Kri - 12-22-2012, 09:51 PM
RE: Bitterness [Open/Kri] - by Ulrik - 01-02-2013, 10:57 PM
RE: Bitterness [Open/Kri] - by Kri - 01-20-2013, 09:29 PM
|