A tiny unnamed village sits at the base of a mountain, the village always struggles, just making it by each year before the winter storms come again. Tales tell of a beast atop the mountain, who made a pact with the people who first settled the village.
"No war, famine, or pestilence shall ever come to this village, but in exchange you and your ancestors will know no excess, working the fields every year only to yield what is needed, no more, no less. Survival shall be the only success you know."
The people, in their foolishness took the deal, believing at the time that avoiding hardships would be worth never having excess. They offered a f
A tiny unnamed village sits at the base of a mountain. The village always struggles, just making it by each year before the winter storms come again. Tales tell of a beast atop the mountain, who made a pact with the people who first settled the village.
"No war, famine, or pestilence shall ever come to this village, but in exchange you and your ancestors will know no excess, working the fields every year only to yield what is needed, no more, no less."
The people, in their foolishness took the deal, believing at the time that avoiding hardships would be worth never having excess. They offered a feast in honor of the beast atop the mounta
A tiny unnamed village sits at the base of a mountain, the village always struggles, just making it by each year before the winter storms come again. Tales tell of a beast atop the mountain, who made a pact with the people who first settled the village.
"No war, famine, or pestilence shall ever come to this village, but in exchange you and your ancestors will know no excess, working the fields every year only to yield what is needed, no more, no less. Survival shall be the only success you know."
The people, in their foolishness took the deal, believing at the time that avoiding hardships would be worth never having excess. They offered a f
A tiny unnamed village sits at the base of a mountain. The village always struggles, just making it by each year before the winter storms come again. Tales tell of a beast atop the mountain, who made a pact with the people who first settled the village.
"No war, famine, or pestilence shall ever come to this village, but in exchange you and your ancestors will know no excess, working the fields every year only to yield what is needed, no more, no less."
The people, in their foolishness took the deal, believing at the time that avoiding hardships would be worth never having excess. They offered a feast in honor of the beast atop the mounta
I got called a Bard!
Does that make it official?
It was on the message boards at Require Cookie, I posted my Darkness story.
SQUEEEEEE! (and other assorted noise)
If at first you don't succeed, get major reconstructive surgery, learn a new language, destroy anyone and everything you have ties to, move to a new continent, and try again.