Fire. It was everywhere. Memories melting lethargically; lively is the one who melts them.
Catapults set in the soft, unthreatening grass ready to launch boulders; break down the city walls. When the first boulder hit, blood curdling screams of dying women and children rang from within the once beautiful city. Once a city of beauty; once a city of peace, is now a city of death, destruction, and deceit.
In the middle of the city stood a large, highly decorated building. Carved out of marble, with diamonds and rubies encrusted into the lower hemisphere. On top lies a large dome made completely of gold and on top rested a magnificent dark blue jewel the size of an acre of land.
A burning boulder is projected into the sky. Flying at high speeds towards the beautiful center building. The rock smashes into it. The building begins tumbling down. And all that remains is the marble base and the diamonds that lie within.
The beauty was destroyed. The life erupting from the beauty was destroyed. And all that remains is the ruins and the citizens that lie within.
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Arythia: Into the Flames
FantasyArythia has been alone since birth. Her parents died when she was just a baby, leaving her defenseless and relying on strangers to feed and take care of her. She has always noticed there was something different about her. But she never knew what. Al...
