Day 017: Did We Win?
Athvor could not believe what he was seeing. He knew that this battle was going to be a brutal one, but He never imagined that it would be like this. There was so much death. There was so much damage to the world around them. All life had been extinguished. There was not a living soul on the battlefield. There was not a living tree or even a balde of grass. He didn’t even see scavengers out looking for a quick and easy meal. He figured he would have seen a small band of vultures picking at the brains of some poor creature who had its head bashed in.
“I’m not sure what to think.” Athvor scratched his head the edge of his wing. “Did we win?”
“Eeno think… nobody win” Eeno stepped forward towards the closest dead bodies.
Together they looked around. The more they searched, the more they realized that there were a whole lot more of dead evil creatures than there were dead STEEL children.
“Eeno think…. Eeno think we need give proper burial. Eeno no like all this death.” He grabbed the ankle of the closest creature and dragged it to another, stacking them in no particular order. He grabbed another and continued to stack. Evil creature after evil creature was added to the pile. After he got a good hundred foot area cleared of bodies, he let out a small burst of flame, setting the bodies on fire.
Athvor was knocked out of his amazement by Eeno’s little burst of fire. It hadn’t occurred to him that Eeno was a dragon, therefore, could breathe fire.
Athvor by
Robert T Gasperson is licensed under a
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