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Elias in Maia (my made up world) |
The cold sharp wind curled around Orith's neck. Nothing moved but clink of armour when the soldiers around Orith got tired of standing around. Not a noise came from the soldiers, though and that was good.
It was midnight when it arrived with a terrible army of it's own: their were goblins, dorc's, Skeeeler's, ghomes, and black dragons (Orith and the other had red and blue dragons, but it had a black dragon,)
The armies charged together; shields and swords shot up into the air as the two armies clashed. Orith got a quick look at it slinking away.
"NO!" cried Orith and threw a leap a nd landed in soft turf with six feet away.
Silently Orith crept after it and this where I must leave you.
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