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One Last Knight. A Series of Short Stories.

A collection of wild, weird, and wondrous tales that will intertwine with time! The world of Enverdolmal is on the edge of war as dark and menacing powers begin to make their moves from the Shadows, slowly tilting the balance of Aether -the magical energy that fuels everything in existence- in their favor.  Demons test their prison seals... Witches gather seeking chaos and anarchy... Monsters are on the march under strange and unknown banners... The long-lost Elemental Dragons are due to return... Our story is told through the eyes of approx 15 characters, starting with a knight by the name of Bastion Ridder who finds himself in the middle of it all. Garth Verlore -the famous and sprawling school where he was set to teach- falls under siege by forces that no one seemed to see coming, and he must do all that he can (while fighting alongside staff and students alike) to see to it that he doesn't become the one last knight... With classes like "Dragon Slaying 101" and "Goblin Battle Tactics" Bastion knew that this would be no small feat... It all started so well, but eventually everyone falls...Be it in love or war. Or even the classroom! Knights & Mages. Dragons & Goblins. Spirits & Demons & Witches And so very much more awaits you in this tale of triumph, chaos, love, war, betrayal, and loss. Are you ready to turn one last page? Read one last story? lose one last knight? -----

Terance_Ivy · 奇幻
分數不夠
99 Chs

Super Short Stories. Part 3. Headstrong.

Something new!

Small happenings in and around the random corners of Enverdolmal.

Often just short musings, observations, or questions.

All random!

All Canon!

Enjoy folks!

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A Goblin lives a shortened life,

Often laid low by kin. 

How rare it is for one to find

Something close to a friend.

For one is predisposed to violence,

If they want to live.

Taking an eye before the other can strike

Is better than to give. 

Gob-Lob found that survival

 Was just a daily chore.

A single misstep would result with 

His head upon the floor. 

He was born a Lesser One.

Little respect he would receive. 

Treated perpetually

As nothing but naive...

Till one day he would take a stand,

Rebel just once,

Dare lift a hand.

Through happenstance

And bridges burned,

He would learn 

That freedom can be earned. 

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See you all over at the gates of Enverdolmal soon enough!

Safe travels folks.

And as always,

Stay say.

 Stay healthy.

 Stay vigilant.

-Redd.