Defenders fought to reclaim the walls. A man screamed as he went over the parapet. Further down, Ellieva scattered attackers, plunging reckless into their midst. She broke the onslaught alone, silver sword flashing red with each stroke. Her black robes billowed like crow’s wings. The men following chanted her name.
Sunday, 6 November 2011
Six Sentence Sunday #4
Another excerpt from 'In the Company of the Dead'.
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