- Jul 8, 2008
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A tempest wracked the blighted lands. Tumultuous gale force winds tore massive oaks from their roots, gouging gnashes in the earth. The heavens bled forth their vitae, rain gushing forth flooding the hastily leveled roads. The dips and bends acted as basins, at first girdling puddles. These puddles joined together in the span of an instant gurgling forth, a river of water, sweeping debris and strewn trees from the road. Lightning rent the sky asunder, a jagged spear of resplendent light with all the fury of the gods. Thunder pealed, bellowing rage yet unspent upon a world of mortals.
A single rider braved the wrath of the storm. The horse galloped forth relentlessly, pitting the sheer obstinacy of the living against the methodological cycle of nature. A mechanical purpose possessed both rider and mount. The pounding of hooves coincided with the beating of the heart, with the peals of thunder, with every breath closer towards completion, closer towards death.
A massive edifice heralded the destination of the exhausted pair. Two towers reaching up into the cloying cold of the far reaches of the heavens, flanked an archway, the entrance to a desolate city.
The pair were fast approaching.
A single rider braved the wrath of the storm. The horse galloped forth relentlessly, pitting the sheer obstinacy of the living against the methodological cycle of nature. A mechanical purpose possessed both rider and mount. The pounding of hooves coincided with the beating of the heart, with the peals of thunder, with every breath closer towards completion, closer towards death.
A massive edifice heralded the destination of the exhausted pair. Two towers reaching up into the cloying cold of the far reaches of the heavens, flanked an archway, the entrance to a desolate city.
The pair were fast approaching.