Shattered

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Welcome to the stolen land, where laws have been upturned and dreams are suppressed. In the distance, a castle of red rises higher than the fears it instills. Within its stone walls, past scrambling servants and tentative slaves, down in the very heart of such a tainted place, sits a self imposed king whose scarred face is set stronger than any mask.

Glance just behind him to find the knave, just there, silent as merciful death and eyes as alive as an unblinded child. His hand rests on his sword, the hilt natural in his grasp, but he hasn’t drawn it in a long while.

Leaving the castle, travel down the path until it fades to earth, seeking out the arched trees that welcome you into the forest. There, in the clearing, sits a man of mismatched clothes and thoughts. His fingers stroke along the back of a small long nosed creature, but his mind lingers on a cat.

Little does he know that the cat he think of rests high in a tree above him, nails dug lightly in the bark and deep eyes set on him near longingly… but he cannot stay there for duty calls to him and when hailed, he must go.

Across the land, out of sight over the rolling hills and past the towns, trees, and trials, you may find the white kingdom. It’s own castle rises high and welcoming, a constant reminder of its righteous king, but you wouldn’t find the young man there. No, he roams the garden in thought as he is known to do.

And somewhere, away from them all, is the girl who could break the flow. Unaware, unprepared, stumbling in the darkness, she is falling into their world as we speak…

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