(Chapter 1) Dazed
My name is Finn. I'm 15 years old and I'm the only survivor of a large attack on my caravan, I saw my mother and father die... At the hands of bandits.
I will never forget that day... Never.
I wasn't sure what to do, everyone I had ever grown to know or love is dead...
What now? Where do I go? What's left for me in this cruel world?
I stumbled through the woods for hours before I finally just sat down and started to cry I don't know how long I cried seconds, minutes, hours, it all feels the same now. I don't remember when I fell asleep, or even when I woke up, it was all such a blur. I didn't even notice the knife wound I had received nor the broken dagger sticking out of my arm.
Eventually I tried to stand, but I quickly fell against the tree for support. Right away my arm felt like it was in fire, I screamed from the intense pain, as I accidentally pushed the dagger farther into my arm, I pulled the blade out without even thinking. Blood gushed out of the now reopened wound, I tried walking but I got dizzy and fell down again, in my last moments of conciseness I started to call out for help.
"HELP!!..."
"SOMEONE!!..."
"PLEASE!!..."
"Help me... Please"
YOU ARE READING
The savior of a fallen kingdom (On hold)
AdventureA young man watches his family and friends get murdered before his very eyes. Fueled with revenge he sets out to find these killers and bring peace to a kingdom in ruin... (Sorry for putting it on hold. I'm just lacking the inspiration right now. An...
