Battered and bruised, barely alive, Glamir hid the evidence of what the battle had cost him. He strode from the wizard enclave, his face infused with the power that had allowed him to vanquish Bremor. As he traversed the gauntlet of wizards who had come to watch him fail—to watch him die—he allowed them to see the full measure of his contempt for them. These weaklings who styled themselves masters quailed before him. Today he had erased all doubt. They could not stand against him.
I LOVED this story. It feels like reflection of all our souls’ desires now. We all want goodness to reign. So yes, I’ll take it in fiction, any way I can get it. Thank you!
I was hooked immediately. Really a fantastic story and yet another that could be Chapter 1. Well done!!
I really enjoyed this story. Thanks.
I LOVED this story. It feels like reflection of all our souls’ desires now. We all want goodness to reign. So yes, I’ll take it in fiction, any way I can get it. Thank you!