The Fall Of Snowy Fields

[Beppin the Strange 55]

    The Wandering Wizard threw his backpack over his shoulder as the cold winter snow blew hard against his face. He could hear distant callings of his name. ‘I must keep press forward’, he thought to himself. Never had the Snowy Fields experienced a winter storm quite like this one, every few minutes The Wandering Wizard could feel the snow collecting higher and higher on him.

    “Halt!” a man shouted from behind him. The Wandering Wizard glanced behind him, there was a hooded figure dressed in nothing but light leather armor, not a common sight around here.

    “I’m s-s-sorry but I have to k-keep going, the temple isn’t t-too far from here”, The Wandering Wizard stuttered as he turned back around, continuing down the mountain's edge.

    “I’m afraid I can’t let you do that, Wizard”, the man explained. The figure lowered his cowl to reveal bones and rotten flesh. The undead snarled as he lunged forward, gripping the hilt of his sword. The Wandering Wizard raised his hands in the air and murmured words under his breath. instantly the undead was sent hurtling through the air. The undead hit the ground hard near the edge. It tried to stand up but it lost it’s balance and fell off the edge. It’s screams began to grow fainter as it reached the mountain valley floor. The Wandering Wizard looked over the edge and saw nothing but a void. The Wandering Wizard could hear faint growls behind him, he instantly turned around and began running through the snow as fast as he could, heading for the temple.

    The Wandering Wizard was nearing the temple, it was just around the mountains corner. The Wandering Wizard reached the corner and glanced at the Snow Fields. His heart sank. ‘This couldn’t be’, he thought to himself. There in the open, sat the remains of the Snowy Fields. Nothing was left but ashes and fire. The distant calls of his name we're not welcomes, they were cries for help. The Wandering Wizard fell on his knees and wept. He was too late.

The distant growls began to grow closer but The Wandering Wizard payed no attention to them. He had failed and now countless inhabitants were killed on his account.  The undead behind him picked him up and shoved him off of the edge of the mountain. The Wandering Wizard fell peacefully. The ground grew closer to him until he finally hit the mountain valley floor.

The Wandering Wizard awoke in his bed. He sat up quickly, drenched in sweat. ‘What a nightmare”, he thought to himself as he set up and put on his robe. He walked out of his front door, men and women we're screaming and running through the streets. A man in full chain mail armor walked up to the Wandering Wizard,"Snowy Fields is under attack."

    

    

 

[Heero 4092]

 

Bravo! An absolutely excised piece of work. An extremely plentiful work to read. You definitely made my night. I truly hope to see more of theses soon! ^.^

[Beppin the Strange 55]

 

Bravo! An absolutely excised piece of work. An extremely plentiful work to read. You definitely made my night. I truly hope to see more of theses soon! ^.^

You too have made my day and this is going into one of my word documents labeled 'Motivational Quotes'! I'm glad you enjoyed it! I would love to make more short stories and perhaps longer ones weekly! 

[Knox213 10]

Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.