Mia asked me to post my fantasy story's chapter when I was done writing it and since I finally finished it, here it is. it's kind of long, like nine page, so I don't expect anyone to really read it.
If you want to read the prologue first, it can be found at my site, in my writings section called Tierra: The Wars of Ciel and Enfer, but for now, here is chapter one.
There were sounds echoing off of the cavernous walls of the ruins, making small drops of water that came from the roofs fall down onto the floor. The echoing was produced by a hammering noise in the depths of the Aesta Ruins where the workers, no we shouldn’t even call them workers, but the slaves where excavating for something because Zorias had seized them and ordered them too. They had been in the darkness for three weeks at a time digging and digging through the endless layer of stone seeming to for no reason. They wondered if it was all a joke; if this was all meaningless. Had they done something wrong? Who knew. Some of them had even died when boulders “accidentally” collapsed, but they never knew what they had died for.
During their free time, they had gathered together and thought about starting a revolt, but the fact remained was that Zorias was just too strong. Some had said he was a Larvae from Ashtaire and that only made him more dangerous, for he was breed of hatred and cruelty. The Larvaes were demented spirits, infused with black magic and all of the rage and anger that Enfer could have possessed himself. However, they didn’t see how that was possible, since Ashtaire was taken in a battle against the continent of Ciel where all the Larvaes were destroyed.
On top of that, Zorias was young. He was only 15 and many of them doubted his strength and thought he was just boasting. However, whispers and rumors of ways he had made people scream by punishing and torturing them spread through out. Though they wanted freedom from the ruins more then anything, they did not want to find out if those rumors were true. So, they kept their mouths shut and went on digging and hammering in hopes that one day they would be perhaps let go.
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