1 My Death

Cold steel penetrated my back followed by a sharp intense pain. I turned around to see that my brother had stabbed me. He must have hit my lung, i began coughing up blood. My vision blurred and my head began to spin. Everything faded to black there was no sound, no smell nothing. Just the empty, surrounded by darkness.

A intense white light burned my eyes, a force dragged me towards the light. I opened my eyes to find myself laying next to a tree. Surrounded by a sea of green grass. Birds chirped and swooped through the air, Crickets chirped thier little songs, squirrels hopped from branch to branch. Looking up to the sky it was clear blue with the sun up high.

I sat forward noticing something on the ground in front of me. It was a staff of sorts made of metal and wood. When i picked up the staff it shocked me. Images began flowing through my mind of dark demonic creatures. A horde of evil being gathering a army, masses and masses of beasts and demons alike. The images ceased and i was back in the grassy field.

Using the staff i lifted myself to my feet wobbly at first. But soon had my balance back and was standing firm. Crack! I spun around to see something fall from a tree into a bush. Speaking aloud i said "who's there show yourself". The bush shook as a human girl fell out onto the ground. She seemed scared but also curious, I approached her slowly and reached my hand out to her.

She grabbed my hand and i pulled her up to her feet. She said thanks as she dusted herself off. "Where are we" I asked, she looked confused "in the woods are you daft." "I know were in the woods but what is this place." She waved for me to follow "ill take you to are village's mage he might be able to help you. We set off in what i assume is westward, neither of us said a word the whole walk.

It took about three hours to reach the village she talked about. It didn't appear like much the houses were a bit run down with grass covered roofs, cracked bricks made up there walls. The girl led me to what i thought was the town square. There was a man probably in his forties, sitting at the fountain at the center of the square. He looked up from the fountain at me and seemed to size me up.

"What do we have here" said the man, The girl explained where she found me and everything i said. The man seemed to ponder a few ideas before saying. " Your not of this world it would seem. Yet you carry a powerful staff. This is interesting if i do say so myself." He sent the girl on here way and motioned for me to sit, i sat on the fountains edge looking at the water.