Red, Red like her hair, the hair that used to flow through my fingers, nothing more but blood now slowly trickling out of me. The gaping hole in my gut, from the spear that shall remain until the ends of time, placed there by the one I called brother. A fickle thing trust, one day as strong as steel, the next nothing more but words in the wind. The Tale of a kingdom full of betrayal, magic and some what heroes. The story is slightly mature as swear words appear now and then. Also a bit of sex and innuendo. So enjoy and don't forget to vote! *Sorry, I'm bad at explaining through descriptions. Trust me though, it's really good.*