Rising Ash(Short Chapter)

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I awoke to the brisk breeze of autumn chill flowing through my window. I sat up, put on my clothes, then made my way to the window to look over the place I had made into a safe haven. I refer to this place as Rising Ash, currently home to over thirty people, everything was relaxed until Jordan Hodges burst into my room laughing, "Trey! There were two footers in the pit and Patrick practically crapped his pants, because they grabbed his foot!" he said humorously, Patrick then entered the room and hit Jordan's arm, "Not funny!" he exclaimed. I had known these two from school, we were all in band, in the same section as well, everything seemed like it was far too long ago, "Now you two be nice to each other." I said calmly, sheltering a chuckle. Everything was great for this community until we had caught word that the "Serpent's Fists" had been ransacked and obliterated by a small group who was formerly known as Haven's Gate, I had known that Haven's Gate was small and so I sent out a few men to find them and help them to come here. Now all I could do was wait for Haven's Gate to finally arrive. Our lives have changed and so has our situation.

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