Sounds of War by daughterofshadows

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Sounds of War


The ground shakes with the steps of a thousand feet.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

The army is on the move.

Death follows in its wake. A cloud of dust trailing the banners. It chokes the land they cross.  Heavy boots trample all life in their path.

Boom.

Boom.

Boom.

The drums keep them in line. Order amidst a cacophony. They care little for secrecy. Let everyone hear them come. There is no escape.

The world burns around them.

Creak.

Creak.

Crack.

Earth shatters. Gaping maws swallow them whole. Disaster does not discriminate between friend and foe. They are united in death.


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