Morning Song by Erulisse

Chapter 1

Morning Song

Day dawned brightly with soft tones in the clouds. Corpses lay strewn in front of the broken walls and the invaders were drawing closer.

Her thoughts wandered the past, revisiting a friend, a man, a lover in whose blue eyes she had lost herself for a time. He was long gone now, as dead as the city in which they had both lived.

Picking up her comb, she began to fix her hair. She refused to meet her doom with anything less than the valor he had shown before her, so many years ago.

By nightfall Ost-in-Edhil lay in ruins.

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